Pearls strewn in the mire
Lie beside our bones
Seeds that sprout arms and fingers
And stretch out toward the sun.
The Way of Poetry
A bridge of words
Can cross the gulf
Between the here and now,
The self and the eternal.
Joseph Farley edited Axe Factory for 24 years. His books include Suckers, For The Birds and Longing for the Mother Tongue (March Street Press).
Nifty couple of poems; a lot said in a few words.ReplyDelete