Tuesday, July 14, 2015

LYNX, Number 28:3, October 2013

Arctic Aria


on the tundra
a caribou river
surging past
my inukshuk arms
carrying the midnight sun

beluga ghosts
undulate beside our boat
sea canaries
and whalebone harps
singing the horizon

seeing
with my snow eyes
opening into
negative spaces between
the ptarmigan and polar bear

blue glacier
calving into the narrows
a bloodless birth
our letting go of progeny
that too soon drift away

aurora
lithesome spirit walker
shimmering
above the taiga
rainbow ribbons in her hair


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after the flood
a library of drowned books
bleeding poems
the wounded words dissolving
into the memory of water