The Ballerina in the Lantern Jon Hillenbrand, April 27, 2018April 27, 2018 Clad in delicate peach and orange, she begins her dance with a curved bow to a curious audience. Her left foot structural on a weightless form, her right toe motions to a singularity below, she looks, arms blowing back behind her in an invisible breeze. Her reach curves back with right digits at her shoulder, left trailing, eyes closed as her pointed toe curves back into her walking body tracing an elliptic. Swans cross above her head, back arched, head to the side, her right foot a tether, her left flagging behind, back arched, skirt straight. A jump! Left hand falls to her eyes, right hand points to the West, right knee sets sail rising on an ocean as the left reaches achingly back toward land. Landing is a Zeppelin split underneath pouring everything out save a shoulder of hope which flutes a rising finger, clouds apart and struggles into infinity. Photo by the late Katerina Kravtsova Poetry
Poetry How am I not myself? June 21, 2008December 30, 2015 I am an impostor standing alone secretly regarding the twenty-five kinds of gourmet waters available for purchase at prices similar to the wine. Ironically the granola-lined asphalt of the parking lot welcomed in my turbocharged Subaru with the ultra high performance tires, three inch exhaust and carbon fiber wing as… Read More
Poetry Cycles March 20, 2011December 30, 2015 Life and death, war and peace, being together and living apart all cycle in the nature of the seasons. Similarly, that pattern belies a deeper truth. That is, that even though they repeat, things are different each time, with some progression, some regression, every time around. In war, there may be an attack… Read More
Poetry Life Should Be Delicious August 18, 2010December 30, 2015 I woke up with vomit in my mouth. The kind of dirty stink that makes you run to a cup of anything to change the experience. All night I had been bent at the waist, feeling my body implode, stopped only by the frozen stomach muscles that I hadn’t felt… Read More