"What's the world for you if you can't make it up the way you want."

-Jazz, Toni Morrison


Transactions, A Transfer of Weight, and As If the Greatest Gift

Transactions, A Transfer of Weight, and As If the Greatest Gift

Transactions

So softly lay a branch that of which
Say what you will
A small white wrinkle
A brush of briar dangling pointillistically
Over well-worn arteries
Will remain only just to fade and
Fade into what I know to be my body
Is meant with grace as fleeting shadow
To trace comfort until nightfall
Yes then it will be safe and
Once more I will sleep with the pine
Their needles like fingertips
Clawing at skin
Wanting me
Keeping me warm
The river runs red

 

 

A Transfer of Weight

Another river coloured blue
In defiance of today's gray
Another rock thrown from an extension
Of where I once knew I came from
A splash to be heard upon the crested ears
Of a warbler yet to be known as such
A grace of silver rain landing upon soil
Having not yet staked its claim

Then it is gone and I am
Distant multi-directional
A whimper tugging half-heartedly
At the clinging colour of aspens fading
Until soft until unrecognizable
The river I in between two mountains
The river the warblers in the U.P.
Gone indistinct
Throw please
Another stone

 

 

As If the Greatest Gift

Say my name the way you say
With me there is flesh and you
Are buried with spoken word
Buried with a brick wall written
Beneath a train bridge your initials white
Washed like limestone how can we still be
When your fingers upon Earth flaking against
Pressure caving beneath my own willingness
Sediment seen a precious sentence given
Life casted into iron are we not just that
Assumptions cupped between one's hands
Falling then as now could be anything
Anything and we held this knowledge
This ineffable presence with such freedom


Montana Svoboda, currently residing in East Lansing, Michigan is working towards a Bachelor's In Plant Biology. In the spare time they can be found drinking copious amounts of coffee and tea, playing ultimate frisbee and listening to avant-jazz. Their poetry is largely influenced by the natural world and serves as a backdrop to examine the human condition.

Photo by Kim Stiver from Pexels

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