The Wonder

This time of year there are storms that make me stand, mouth open, at the extraordinary things the weather can fling around. It’s majestic, scary sometimes, and awesome …

THE WONDER

the howling moon                                                
drops down and feasts
on turbulent waves

wolfish clouds erase
all but the curve
of a waxing moon

these aerial monsters
eat stars out of the dark
from one growling mountain
to the next
in a midnight storm

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A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art. From Inanna Publications, 2016.