Fevered with my first winter flu/cold, shivering and stiff, somehow i feel better reliving these delirious poems from a bout with severe dermatitis, summer 2012. I here is river here is here there is across and there is river as in river as suspension, silt. bodies bridges between-ness and banks here is gleaning of peace … Continue reading Unbecoming in McCarthy
Veining and Rooting
Just back from an abridged version of the Wrangell Mountain Center's Poetry Workshop with Dan-Beachy Quick. Having left my workshop notebook along with a few pieces of my manic, in-the-word-world brain, I'm still trying to process the amazing time had in that off-the-chart place, McCarthy, and eagerly awaiting the arrival of my notebook in the … Continue reading Veining and Rooting
