Thanks to Editor Amanda Marrero, The Field Guide has published my poem “A Wash is Not a Riverbed.” This poem is about the wash that runs right past my house. I think this poem would have fit in Rooted and Winged.
The poem is in six sections. Here is the first one:
I. From overhead see a route on an intuitive map. Scriven in earth, etched with blood and spoor. The route is wash. The wash is map. A kingsnake slides its stripes across the arroyo in the way that a T is crossed to finish the planet. It tastes the chemical scent of its prey. The stubbling of grasses amid stones optimistic in the hollow. We wish for custom monsoons a steady large-drop rain and little wind.
These photos of our wash show the gates we had to put up (with permission) because the javelinas were too destructive and dangerous. But all the other animals get through.
Happy Passover if you celebrate. Happy Easter if you celebrate. Ramadan Mubarak if you celebrate.
My zoom solo poetry reading is Saturday at 5PM eastern and you are invited! https://writersite.org/2023/03/27/an-invitation-to-my-first-zoom-solo-poetry-reading-and-other-stuff/