You pick lemon basil off the stem— / feed me green beans wet with dew.
In the center of our garden, / there is a fish sculpture of adobe.
I was too aware of my freedom— / the taste of summer in my mouth,
and sun on my nakedness. / I did not recognize that same light
when he rose to meet me. / Or did I? Is that why I ran?
Today I will be Phragmites, the many-bodied,
pale reeds lifting skyward
from the scalp of Tiana Bay.
Love in all its many forms stands at the heart of Annabelle Moseley’s The Fish Has Swallowed Earth. The fish of the title poem may have “a hollow mouth full of stones,” but the poet certainly does not…
Prof. Moseley’s sold-out course, “The Spirituality of Poetry: From Walt Whitman to Mary Oliver,” has ended the spring session.
Moseley’s The Divine Tour is now available for pre-sale from Finishing Line Press. Pre-sale ends August 3, 2012.
Video from Annabelle’s reading from The Clock of the Long Now at the 2012 WCU Poetry Conference “First Books Panel”
Coming in June: “The Fish Has Swallowed Earth”
Annabelle Moseley’s early 2012 publications include Umbrella Journal, Verse Wisconsin, and The Seventh Quarry.