Poems from KTEEKELL
I see diamonds in velvet, a mother’s dark cloak,
draped o’er the earth in a hushed fan of cloth,
for she mourns every night for the loss of...
Age spots your hands and veins line
your wrists, and your crow-feet’d eyes
lie smooth against silk. I smile ‘round
teeth that have...
Listen, you traveler of lands long past,
of lakes and of sands and of skies blood-red.
Open your ears to my ready cry
“Turn back; Turn...
The Clockwork of Change
Gears are grinding
and springs are creaking,
as copper teeth clash into
fiery sparks. Numbers stand in
their...