Easel, thin neck stretching like an egret,
The charcoal dust that clings and covers skin,
Undersketch, a painting’s tattooed secret
He told me my assignment and gave me
strictest instructions on what I should do:
“Set up a still-life. Squint so you can see
I remember the first time I saw it
in the home of a friend, above a laquered table —
a drawing of the holy sites of Israel.
Every detail was a Hebrew word,
shaped to form the landscape.
Words Wandering in an Irish Forest
were stopped by three Celtic priests.
First, a druid
My uncle brought me the skin of trees
as an empty manuscript—
As the concert began,
and the bass drew a long breath,
you thought I was sitting next to you—
Naked and new,
still in the white—
unvarnished and unadorned
the cello lies
on the birthing table
in the maker’s studio—
This past Sunday I met with my friend- the poet, translator, and editor of Oberon Poetry Magazine, Claire Nicolas White to do a reading. We traded poems and conversation at her homestead.
10 Hero Fables is a collection of children’s poems by Annabelle Moseley. A fresh take on the genre of fables, those beast tales of morality that Aesop made famous, this book (perfect for children grades 5 and under) explores with fun poems and bright illustrations the adventures and trials of such lovable characters as the…
Annabelle Moseley’s poems have the brilliance of objects found in holy places. They possess a certain kind of mystery and a “strange sort of zen” that keeps the reader spellbound. Let us be thankful for these poems of two worlds, the mortal and the spiritual. Simply put — they are charming.