Poems from Arden Ashley
Once, in a graveyard full of light
Filled with tombs and cement angels like
Crowded teeth in a fish’s mouth
Stained green by time
Laughter...
I met death in the backyard grass
It grew lush and bright green
No worms
He was kind, not insisting
No click of boney hand or dragging...
a hunched and squeaking thing
stalking you from mirror’s edge. perching
with slender spider legs and teeth. blinding
white and fragile as...
The fracture of the cliffside observes, notices
the wind hunting for the stray seeds of cotton
safely lodged and wedged in its crevices...
Mary-
Began, sorting through herself,
Breathing in the cast darkness of Edna St. Vincent,
Folding up shadows.
Metamorphosis occurring at...