Crow Canyon for Marek- który jest geologiem, i zawsze będzie geologiem, a nie naukowcem komputerowym. Hematite andcalciteskewer me with the brittle and soft Rainbow tourmalines of youth toxic cobalt around the rim of my tea cupchoke me…

Jackson said you  your lithe hands so genteel too graceful why so callus do you have you work like the big men I will have to I leave you at the byway and leave me empty so …so long has been your road globe beautiful you you be I wend and sing the echo way lost clambering and am the great…

Land like a Feather Redwood lady My veil above me ladyHush and hushOur whispering lady All around me is ThunderCoyote I love youI see you looking awayI do not see youThis is the way Seeing…

Ngoma at Funeral time (for Tata André) going to the bathing place sweeping, braiding and washingshe tries to regain herself she cannot sleep she cannot weep  she can feel the Congo’s stern hand cover her mouth

Rum and Tobacco how many shorescan onearrive and depart fromperhaps we leave a root a critical part of ourselves therein that village or barrio where that one perfect mango ripened where we danced and…

Switchback- Riding the Bright Night, an Ode to PTSD with might holy hold and grip her bellyprotectinglike a life or contraband withinshudder and tremblein the damp nighttwitch and shiverlike the darkwethide of the equinetight muscle…

Lucky Bastard They all knew I was born Of thunderAnd a river that splits In twoAnd knew tooThat the arch Of my browCould send them cottonwoods aswayHearts* That’s what the child In me named…

Aimé Rue Royale by way of Pointe-Noire DRC 1 Yes I know you from theShadows of MekamboAnd the small smell of Palm oil rubbed into the masks Yet my khush balm leaves youCopper mouthed, tumult…

Black Sparrow in heated chaos  in brightest clarity  winter’s fold  black sparrow  split the sky  you are  the long shadow man  come Come close let us whisper this  passion  flood tide you possess Eye…