TO THE MOMENT WHEN NATURE TOLD ME EVERYTHING

PUBLISHED POETRY INCLUDED IN MY FORTHCOMING COLLECTION: LETTERS TO NOWHERE

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it is a death time—   

spiral moving outside

and within itself.  

orange bleeds from bark.

leaves drop one by one.

how will my children keep warm

as years drag dust from their bodies,

tearing away at poised pulses and

amaranthine existences?

all i know of life 

is contained in that

single unknowing.

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Originally published in Prometheus Dreaming, February 2022