inspired by Janelle Stone's 'Reflecting'
she wades cactus-shaped reflections in the mirrored glass.
the pedestrians are living souls in her fargo & she is
a statue haunting a foreign city. the road signs say
'Go' to where the snowflakes fall like paw prints,
away from light, from the station clock ticking
to traffic. she would never shed the granite
to taste her flesh which nobody sees.
i love this!:
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sherry o'keefe
I like the snowflakes falling like paw prints too. :) I am wondering what kind of paw? And thinking, maybe a BEAR. (!) Like a spirit bear, or a polar bear. :)
ReplyDeletePS hey it's weird, sometimes in your feedjit I notice I am coming from Bucerias or Sayulita, and once I even saw Chiapas or somewhere like that (way south). This is the first time I am coming from Puerto Vallarta, which is where I always am, when visiting your blog. :)
ReplyDeleteyes, great lines. this is so visually varied and vivid. lovely.
ReplyDeleteI'm partial to the first line... lovely piece. Happy to be at lang/place carnival with you!
ReplyDeleteWonderful piece of poetry of place. Thank you for sharing.
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