Chris Roberts-Antieau  © 2008 All Rights Reserved

North of the Crater

Sometimes it’s water falling
with hints of cedar, fir and spruce—

promises whispered
against tympanums of mist.

Other times it’s silence and ash
attempting once more to inundate our tracks.

Whatever the course or cost of weather,
science can only guess

how many dreams must pass
before Crow sets sail from her battered branch,

before earth’s grave
thirst is quenched,

and mud again conceives
conspiracies as confident as grass.

 

Paul Fisher
Copyright © 2008

 

Paul Fisher is the recipient of an Artists Fellowship in Poetry from the Oregon Arts Commission, and was selected as Featured Poet for the Spring 2008 issue of the Centrifugal Eye. Recent work also appears in  Main Street Rag, Mannequin Envy, Pedestal, and is forthcoming in Cave Wall and the anthology, River of Earth and Sky: Poems for the 21st Century.

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