low soft their voices cameon white wings across the waterreflecting skyreflecting water and we wanted to join themacross that still forever –touch again their shining faces,walk fearless on the reflecting sea.but our earthbound bodiessang kin-songs to the rock spilled shore –took form from the forest that named ustrading our wings for wordsand the knowing and…
drove to the city and backsix hours each wayreturning the art studentto the university she evacuatedfor fire four weeks ago –some buildings still charred stone exterior,roadside trees holding helpless charcoal hands to the skyon the slopes of the mountain that runs black seamsup into the high gorgeswhere nothing but eagle and rock hyrax nest. i…