Marcia Arrieta
to hold us together
in a room up the stairs broken pink edges counter blue upon blue branches stones
inadequacies repetitious echoes research the tree or maybe fire
Joan of Arc wanders in the garden the margin is an open window  allusions climb
the ladder   the cab pulls up at 2 am
advice—who really listens?  Freud intones the past development in incongruity
a chimney  a portal  a hyacinth  pieces of tape  invisible tape   identity  identities
the net & the sea   it is easier to draw than write  we mirror the idyll  the song thrush
guards its eggs   synchronicity—the lion & dragon  we cut strips of reality  hands worn
in the silence
we reverse our fates
paint the clock
the clouds a backdrop
a convergence of salvaged paper
the postcards—
abstract concentrated
birds
maybe
roses
minima
.
to
trace
.
sunlight
expanse
pines
.
recovered
imperative
sacred
.
portfolio
serious
.
somewhere
new moon
*
within
woods
*
owls & hermits
gather
*
stone
labyrinth
*
around
the
inside
flight of the ordinary
*
seaweed & sentence
adrift
in
a
wave
*
liberty
is
a
stone
tower
*
gravity
steps
through
fiction
*
the caboose
is derailed
These days Marcia Arrieta finds herself reading In Company: Robert Creeley's Collaborations, Jorge Luis Borges' On Writing, and Anne Gorrick's A's Visuality. She is contemplating trips to Mexico City and Peru. Her first book of poems, triskelion, tiger moth, tangram, thyme, was published by Otoliths in 2011. She edits and publishes Indefinite Space, a poetry/art journal.
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to hold us together
in a room up the stairs broken pink edges counter blue upon blue branches stones
inadequacies repetitious echoes research the tree or maybe fire
Joan of Arc wanders in the garden the margin is an open window  allusions climb
the ladder   the cab pulls up at 2 am
advice—who really listens?  Freud intones the past development in incongruity
a chimney  a portal  a hyacinth  pieces of tape  invisible tape   identity  identities
the net & the sea   it is easier to draw than write  we mirror the idyll  the song thrush
guards its eggs   synchronicity—the lion & dragon  we cut strips of reality  hands worn
in the silence
we reverse our fates
paint the clock
the clouds a backdrop
a convergence of salvaged paper
the postcards—
abstract concentrated
birds
maybe
roses
minima
.
to
trace
.
sunlight
expanse
pines
.
recovered
imperative
sacred
.
portfolio
serious
.
somewhere
new moon
*
within
woods
*
owls & hermits
gather
*
stone
labyrinth
*
around
the
inside
flight of the ordinary
*
seaweed & sentence
adrift
in
a
wave
*
liberty
is
a
stone
tower
*
gravity
steps
through
fiction
*
the caboose
is derailed
These days Marcia Arrieta finds herself reading In Company: Robert Creeley's Collaborations, Jorge Luis Borges' On Writing, and Anne Gorrick's A's Visuality. She is contemplating trips to Mexico City and Peru. Her first book of poems, triskelion, tiger moth, tangram, thyme, was published by Otoliths in 2011. She edits and publishes Indefinite Space, a poetry/art journal.
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