1 Out of kilter with words observe the cycles intrinsic to sensibility An echo, repeated A doubling-back and into oneself Hand over hand an austere strand of identity is embedded in any metamorphosis A hint at the boundaries summons its emanation Stepping among the primary questions the body is altered attention      2 Identify your fortune […]

We write light this morning the sight of sun on water to begin still water winter morning river still

The sun, stars and moon I would boast acquaintance with, obscure astrological lore, mythological creatures before this most enchanting sight. His tight, curly hair, such brown brown eyes, pale skin flecked with youthful stubble. In his pupils passion flared when he mentioned sestinas, form and the structures of poetic music. He can play my lyre […]

Tied to a tide-line biding my time till a sea-change sets me free

I live by the river Tide a guide to storm & season

A collaborative, traveling essay in letters ‘twixt Erika Howsare & Jen Tynes Part 6, J to E — Local water, two incidents — (a) Brushing my teeth into the bowl, alarm. Turns out was the food dye. (b) Head thrown forth, washing it, when all the water running through it was changed. Checking for an […]

This constellation was a name before words No god has a hand here, and distillates of memory crystallize then reveal structural flaws unplanned as cells gone wild in a tumor Possibly, the bird was once an eagle but now a mourning dove coos on the window ledge, abandons its two white eggs to the pigeon […]

                Swallows whisk the rifts            dusk dims between leaves on the tree whose name                        I refuse to find.

           Torn through sequoia branches the moon tears a path            my fist follows to the door anchored by a twelve pack.