Water Strider by Aaron Baker
Water-Strider A Poem by Aaron Baker Though winged, he walks on water. Skates between elements, skitters like thought through the cattails. A snake slips unseen through the underbrush. The forest shifts and sighs, once again won’t speak its secret. Between the trees, my father glides through sunlight, then shadow. Surface tension: the strider rows […]
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!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>The Infernal Regions by Aaron Baker/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>The Infernal Regions/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by Aaron Baker/h2> div id=”content”> p>Relax. No more the thinness of ceremony./p> p>Largemouth bass at the bottom of Kapowsin Lake/p> p>grow still as his thoughts. No swish and silt,/p> p>no father and flail. And once […]
honeycomb.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Honeycomb by Aaron Baker/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Honeycomb/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by Aaron Baker/h2> div id=”content”> p>Here is the dream where dust, gathered and blowing over the field,/p> p>turns suddenly against the wind and moves with the shape/p> p>of a body. Here the shape of a body forms and reforms […]
Dark Matter by Aaron Baker
We say the heart is sick, meaning something else. But when we say the body is broken, and it is, the poem, like a great engine long given up to the weather, begins to move. Outside, fireweed among the ruins. We’ve known the seed of failure in action, how the worm turns on […]