In Defense of the N.E. A. The most powerful of human expressions Are unfinished poems, works of art The findings in science Because they offer imagination, invention Healing and hope– all come Out of the Unknown– A finished work is A gift of creative process, but it is the process That gives the gift, so […]
Fishing at the river, some boys jump in Swim across and back so quickly It makes my head spin. Were I as trim and lean as them I’d join in– I did when I was that age Set down my rod Shed my clothes Took to any lake or stream Swam my sweaty body clean […]
O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty . how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy […]
The promise of the Tree pounding in your breast Tongue of the snake soft upon your cheek, You reached for unseen death and gave the fruit to man. So men have said– In you all women are Innocent as a girl in awe of the first dawn Saying its color over roses Again and again, […]
Note: While living a summer in South Carolina, I absorbed the local accent and diction of the people, especially the country folk, I wanted to record it, so I did in this poem by listening first then writing it into a form that suited it. In a Piedmont Eatery… Nothin’ apple ’bout apple jam […]
Source: Rayn Roberts on The Road 2017
Hell is an island In an endless sea. The sea is myself, The I-land is me.