by McKenzie | Jan 31, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
JUVENILIA Arranged in sheets of ice, the fond skeleton still craves to have fever from the world behind. Hands reach back to relics of nippled moons, extinct...
by McKenzie | Jan 30, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
CHIONOPHOBIA —Fear of Snow Fluttering ash dissolves on your brother’s tongue. He thinks of you building a fort from snow before you knew what...
by McKenzie | Jan 29, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
PROVINCES Where the old trees reign with their forward dark light stares through a hole in the body’s long house. The bed rolls away from the body, and the body is forced to find a chair. At some hour the body sequesters itself in a shuttered room with...
by McKenzie | Jan 28, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
THE SPIRIT SAYS, YOU ARE NOTHING: Because you haven’t praised anything in months, You walk down to the river and study one ripple Above a dead tree Until it is almost dark enough For the moon to whiten it, But it does not, And so you put your hand out,...
by McKenzie | Dec 13, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
TO BE SEEN Forgive me for taking the tone of a preacher. You understand, a dying man Must have a point—not that I am Dying exactly. My doctor tells me I’ll live Longer than most since I see him More than most. Of course, he cannot be trusted...
by McKenzie | Dec 12, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
APOLOGY TO MEDITATION The meditation teacher said he wants to leave you alone with me. There should be no third party between me and “existence.” The meditation teacher said I would soon understand the nature of the mind rather than fight...
