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"nisene" poems
Living beneath the marine layer, I forget the relentless desert where the sun’s insanity heats your bones in a torrid x-ray your insides strained shivering with fever. In the solid green redwood forest light is milky-white and heavy, filtered through flat needles. Ferns trail lazy fronds the smell of wet earth waits under fallen leaves. A slim stand of cottonwoods is reflected in the creek. A black lab bounds into the water shredding the papery bark. A crow caws, indignant, alarmed this dog is different– she cannot be trusted. I had never seen a banana slug, couldn’t imagine a creature so vulnerable and bright not living in the desert under a scorched shell.
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Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 6:41 PM UTC
sgrace
The Forest of Nisene Marks
Living beneath the marine layer, I forget the relentless desert where the sun’s insanity heats your bones in a torrid x-ray your insides strained shivering with fever. In the solid green redwood forest light is milky-white and heavy, filtered through flat needles. Ferns trail lazy fronds the smell of wet earth waits under fallen leaves. A slim stand of cottonwoods is reflected in the creek. A black lab bounds into the water shredding the papery bark. A crow caws, indignant, alarmed this dog is different– she cannot be trusted. I had never seen a banana slug, couldn’t imagine a creature so vulnerable and bright not living in the desert under a scorched shell.
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