Reading Among The Ruins
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Thasos, 2015
In the temple’s farthest corner
an olive tree stands,
silver-green leaves like a shawl,
its trunk braided
down into the ancient earth:
You are witnessed by it.
A boat hums by, and the fisherman
waves.
An ocean opens within you,
makes your body a shore
upon which memory crashes—
returning, returning.
You feel the walls in you becoming
ruins, holy and broken.
In the sky, a solitary cloud.
You give your words to the wind
