“I think I knew,” Ivan said slowly. “Back then I mean. I knew but I didn’t want to know.” “When we showed you Pey,” Mava replied knowingly, then added with a hint of reproach, “You didn’t like it.” The two of them were sitting a little way downstream from the clearing, beyond the fern grove,… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part XI
Category: magic
We Are
I wrote and recorded this poem at an extremely magical time and place in my life. Do you feel it as you listen?
A Place in the Forest, Part 9
It was already dusk when Ivan’s father beckoned him from the open doorway. The cool blue light of evening hovered thickly just outside the house; descending the two front steps, his father was quickly immersed in it, the warm yellow of firelight draining from his head, his shoulders, last of all his feet. Uncertainly, Ivan… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part 9
A Place in the Forest, Part VIII
As if reading his mind, Mava stopped quite suddenly several paces ahead of Ivan. She didn’t turn to look at him, but he thought he could read something in the stillness of her silver-haired head, the poised look of her long, down-turned pointed pink ears that showed like fins on either side. “We’re here,” she… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part VIII
Illumination
storms gather above the treetops dark and swaying alive with a story The crows swirl and settle swirl and settle black snow thrown up from a bicycle tire the first fat drops of rain fall cold and heavy with foreboding or with promise There Will Be More the air is cool and thick my hair… Continue reading Illumination
A Place in the Forest, Part VII
“Mava,” Ivan called. “Are you sure about this?” Mava turned and looked back at him. The light coming from him was green but it seemed to be filtered, as if it was passing through a thick fog. His expression was earnest, open, holding nothing back. Even had she not been able to sense his emotion,… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part VII
The Back Steps
Gold light streams at a low angle through the trees Heavy on my eyelids as if I am dazed Each falling leaf a glowing yellow page breathing A story we’ve been telling all our lives Your voice takes me back through the channel A deep ocean river of time flowing forever From your impossibly green… Continue reading The Back Steps
The Dream
In the dream my brother tells me Love is All A revelation unfolds in my chest A memory made new clothed in his voice We are crossing a river that carves Through a honey-colored canyon Of striated sun-drenched stone A black goat stands in the shallows and watches As I gather up the layers of… Continue reading The Dream
A Place in the Forest, Part V
Mava sat at the edge of the rock pool, her feet submerged in the cold crystal water, letting the raindrops pelt her. The pattering of rain blended together with the rush of the waterfall and the susurration of the trees, creating a smooth wall of sound on which her thoughts skated. But no matter how… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part V
The Poem
There was a poem on my bedroom wall It was about outer space and being in love Erotic in the way that only metaphors can be I would read it in a rush Holding my breath until the last line And then I would read it again Because it was a perfect thing And as… Continue reading The Poem
Queen of Elves 