On the other side of fence
a girl is blowing bubbles:
Tiny undocumented worlds
floating over
lines of deportation
defying inspection [Read more…]
On the other side of fence
a girl is blowing bubbles:
Tiny undocumented worlds
floating over
lines of deportation
defying inspection [Read more…]
People come to the desert
because it’s possible to disappear
in unobstructed light
Wind blows them into canyons
until all that remains is swept up
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By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
I left Amsterdam
with a pair of shoes
found nailed to a wall
Retreated
from the impasto strokes of boats
painting canals
with psychedelic cafes [Read more…]
TRAIL SIGNS (For Steve Kowit)
Hiking up mountains
reading trail signs
left on his ascent
Leaves of poetry
pictographs hammered into stone [Read more…]
For the Trümmerfrauen of Berlin
A single mountain
in Berlin
On its summit
the Cold War melts
into marching trees
Clouds
high jumped over
the Olympic Stadium
where Jessie Owens ran [Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
The bocce ball sun
is rolling westward
nudging skyscrapers from sleep
In Little Italy
delivery trucks are unloading
another day’s supply of stock:
Chianti flown in from Tuscany
produce from the valley
[Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
100,000 miles of spared parts
drive-by poetry
hit and run-on collisions
karmic rebirths
bodywork
revelations (Chapter 11)
100,000 miles of free verse [Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
Cigar smoke
blows my Uncle’s Cessna
over the Andes
home
where he strikes a match
lights another Habana
Hand rolled tobacco leaves
crackling
into an amiable glow: [Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
While the island sleeps
I dream
cargo ships anchored off harbor
trees
dropping ripened fruit on sidewalks
salty breeze turning
rooftop fans [Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
Our Lady of Encinitas
is sliding down the lip of a wave
on rails
Lotus sun
unfolding
Wind thrashed tunic
splashing
light
Palms pressing
misty beads into prayers
the fin of her hands
carving
blue glass [Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
Show me a tree
that does not
bear signs of loss
Branches broken
by splintering rainstorms
still carried in trunks
Wounds healed
but not
forgotten [Read more…]
By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
Walking
in ruins
admiring columns
that support sky’s vaulted ceiling
Birds dart from cloudy frescos
into orchards overrun by grass
Climbing up stones
clamoring footsteps
of women and men
Listening
to ancient faces
words
mouthed from mosaics
buried under centuries of dirt [Read more…]
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