a little poetry


Flute and Guitar Duo*



Plumbing secrets of sound

with a love of clarity not linear

but indecent, more like embraces —

her gold flute, his gentle wrist

birth maelstroms,

that chord frankly in the body,

this note captive of her curls,

with always the applause of death

— shivers among sirens —

lending urgency to breath and hand,

their passion frees the air

like a stormy voyage, mi amor,

and brings to the surface

every ship ever wrecked

on the dancing waves.


* from Unpacking the China, QuillsEdge Press, 2016



“Offshore in a Paddleboat”

https://panoplyzine.com/offshore-in-a-paddleboat-sb-merrow/ 2018