light illuminating from within

last night i went to a poetry reading at the river parkway and it was a great time. thanks to lee herrick for his poems which were warm and tender and timely.
i noticed something strange. as he read a poem about his korean name (which translates to bright light) his watch reflected the light from a very bright reading lamp making his middle illuminate. when he turned the page the light went away, but i was so intrigued by this i thought about it all the ride home.
we also drove past a dark, lengthy snake as we entered the river parkway. when we left i imagined the snake looking out from the oleander at us as we left. snakes entering and exiting, making their presence known by a shadow and a line in our periphery.



driving out to see a poetry reading by the river

lines, lines
a star that accidents
light on your rib cage

chrysanthemums in the fall
like lions bursting
from dark green jungles

the reeper man
planting camillas
snakes in lines
in lines
in lines
snakes rope our entrance
thick-budded, S bodies
trails in the dirt

snakes hiding
alone in dark oleander
eyes lacquered like jeweled beetles
they climb steps,
they mark
the way
through this time

are you reflecting this light?
is this an apparition,
the extinct heart,
calling out to its followers
to come to come