poems by rachel kellum
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Guest poet: Geshe Yungdrung Gyaltsen
Flowers prostrate sky.
Clouds pride in it all hiding.
Cried then leaves were fresh.
2013
Guest Poet: fey
Our father
who in the name of heaven should call to us but Sister
living somewhere between hiway 85
and kingdom come. she called, trembling. and we
will meet her where
earth as is heaven Three of us united for a day o’er
bread veggies, and rice
our first slumber party in
50 a year. laughing.crying about
food cravings, vacations, illness,
family history, swept secrets, sad eyed
photos
forgiveness
sins talking all at once
listening for once
tapping at gnarled paternal trunks
dreading the dim seeping wound
peeling back bark as night falls
hearing muffled snap of dark sap
lead us into temptation of hatred and anger, incrimination
we coo, a Trinity, we soothe:
delivered from Evil he is no Danger to us now.
for we are
The Power of wind quelled quaking aspens and
The Glory of tall wild grasses.
We keen in a
Hallowed sorrow circle
the plea of
our father a distorted lament
done
forever.
2011