Tag Archives: wilderness

Untitled (poem)

i.
Your words are fleet and bright
and light, my heart,

but you look like a wolf
when you smile.

ii.
With your lower lip between my teeth
I taste meadowgrass, the fog.

With my lower lip between your wolf’s teeth, love,
all I can taste is your bright, bitter longing.

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Silhouettes (poem)

If your body is clay,
your garments must be fallen leaves
clinging to your skin
with the lingering rain.

If your body is strong cedar
or simply a small thing, carved
from the inner stalk of devil’s club,
your hair must be old man’s beard
and the dewy cobwebs
of night spiders.

If your body is slight, indefinite,
a silhouette etched by the tide in the sand,
your eyes must be dark abalone
and your tongue a slick frond of kelp.

If your body is flesh, my love,
you must be lost to me.