So far in this poetry blog, I have been sharing what probably would be called "nature poetry". Most of my poems I would happily allow to be thus categorized, and it's true that the overwhelming majority of my poems are written while out on the earth, usually out on the wild earth encountered during a backpacking trip. I like to think that added to "nature", however, there are some "contemplative" qualities, some "archetypal" qualities, perhaps even some "existential" or "cosmological" qualities.
But through the years, I have also enjoyed doing some writing that is more closely allied to the human social realm (I haven't always been a hermit!). For example, there is a cumulative collection of poems about being a father, and there is also a collection about being a lover. I thought today I'd do "something different", get a little more intimate in the human realm, and share a poem from the love collection. Free And so it is foolish to ask where is it now what we had or what you and he had or what anyone once was when they were not who they are now because even that slips away before our skin barely touches it. Your smell is soft as water and the cloths you hung to wall this midnight tent could be mountain lakes they are so still. Your belly pools with candlelight and soon a fine panting of moisture has risen to your surface everywhere at once it shimmers from your lips and chest and if ever there were dark trees their height does not impinge here. Swimming, swimming this is a bath of shadowless moon. And now over us you have hung a ceiling drape of stars. If one by one they fall, no matter – this night will go on, shoreless and free.
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melanie
10/8/2014 12:00:57 pm
Beautiful, Walker! I love this poem from your love collection! "Your smell is soft as water"...."your belly pools with candlelight"....stunning images. Thank you for sharing this!!!
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David Teitler
10/16/2014 01:45:45 pm
Walker, nice poems! Jess and Alan were here tonight, but Jess couldn't find your book...so we are online. Congratulations on a poetry award and book. We will order it. I have a friend Tony who will probably win an award as well some day. He is very good.
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