terminus my sagging backside has found true south a magnetic polarity that cannot be denied circumnavigated or waved away in disbelief here all facts are self evident medicine wanders a nomad’s hessian philosophy incontestable honest as breaking glass gravity in landscape drags petals from stalks allows hover in falling peculiarcharm lingering effervescence so hungry in … Continue reading Vicissitudes
Author: James Walton
Did you see that, did you see that?
Stopping the car in the Roger River wilderness no response from the children right in front of us and dappling up the cutting one look at me from behind those mythical stripes unjoined bars marked for extinction an inexorable tasman sadness springing from our murderous waylays a waft memory of forests and the land bridge … Continue reading Did you see that, did you see that?
On The Death of a Past Love (Reprise)
The honey in your hair mixed morning’s brew, that old cassette player held us suspended, above lanes weaved by another century. I would go back, knowing it was my turn to change the tape fix the twist with a pencil. All noise is a rib cage, a trapped soloist weeps out of tune, how the … Continue reading On The Death of a Past Love (Reprise)
At the meter board
The power is off moon less nightstars broadcast, a lingua francain orbit of this fatal space.Yet when dawn puts a fingerto my nose and the river speaks again,everything is new innocent as genesiswithout a shadow not as before.Birds flutter through a reveillesmall talk of waking things,my life out on the perimeter.The old world’s a safety … Continue reading At the meter board