by McKenzie | Oct 2, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
IN NATURE My daughter calls the outdoors home & needs no reason to enter. Her skin, the brush. Her voice & birdsong. Her running speed & the air through the field. They are the same. Sometimes, she blends in so well, I cannot see her. The brownest strands...
by McKenzie | Sep 25, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
“O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.”—Hamlet A SLEEPING OCTOPUS CHANGES COLOR WHILE DREAMING I can see it up there, high in the corner like a spider hosting its web....
by McKenzie | Aug 14, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
TO THE DARK WHO FOLLOWS MEAFTER MY SECOND CHILD IS BORN:Tell me they’d miss me. Tell me they love me, even on the days when my voice rises higher than the tide. Tell me they believe me when I say I love them to the moon and back—that same moon that pushes and pulls...
by McKenzie | Aug 3, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
NIGHTLIGHT, a celebration3:30 am—brother born, & the air in the house shifts like a pedaled drum. I touch his hair, his skin, & remember your similar textures, the softness. How your eyes, like his, looked to mein adoration—looked to me & saw...
by McKenzie | Aug 1, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
LIGHT IN THE FIELDYou can see our mutual cornflower locksacross the field. When she ran before I could braid it, I look to you as you watch our daughter’s hair fly high, & I’m relieved you can see it: her hair turning wide like a sail against the great...
