lines from the archive (for Steven)




a prairie day, side by side, dreamily

admiring blue above, drifting clouds


susurrus of willowy grass, seed-heads 

keeping time, monet's palette of wildflowers


over-spreading prairie, gifts of

wind, buzzing bees, means zoophilous, 

overcome by petrichor, evocative

of childhood—would that love were so rich 







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Written on 2021-07-19 at 04:36

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dott Print text Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
I remember this one :) It's here that I learned the word 'petrichor'. The way this is written is of course very beautiful, made me drift away the first time, and it still does. Thanks.

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
You’ve sent me rushing for my dictionary three times in this lovely piece, Jim! Beautifully rendered and raised my vocabulary by three!

Steven Riddle The PoetBay support member heart!
Well it’s unusual to see that word in a poem. But what a word and what a poem. This is one of those poems that I didn’t want to see end—which is unusual for me as I tend to prefer shorter forms—but this shorter form could have gone on much longer and sustained my interest. Suggestive of Mary Oliver and perhaps even to some extent Kay Ryan, I really loved this, everything about it. Thank you so much.