Katrinka Moore


Archipelago

Round

the dark pales, then
a red seam opens the rim
and headlong settles into unrelenting

radiance, sealed by another red line,
black izle-filled sky, some-
times moonlight

days and nights, this crossing


Hoodoo

Escalante

Ancient shore, sand
stirred by incoming
tide, turned to stone

How your feet feel
on this ledge, its
rippled face, how air
touches your skin, how
light from all sides
reaches your eyes

Aspen toss yellow
leaves into blue sky


Wall

Katrinka Moore has poetry and art in the forthcoming Pelekinesis Sampler.

Her website is http://katrinkamoore.weebly.com/.
 
 
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