Some May Wonder
SOME MAY WONDER In my tissues The carbonized bones of a fawn At the water’s edge it died Watching a doe swim from it And flame Hoping to dissolve and live like salt in the estuary Some may wonder But if you speak of it Let truth blanket the forest Like headlights Speak of these things And the whole house full of books No one has read. David Rizzo
I love the Zen/paradox to it at the end. The unknowable mystery of nature. It’s fantastically visual and lyrical. Great work David.
Really honest, raw and one that really hits you and then stays with you after reading.