Several Days into the Journey
Rough seas wind coarse with salt
After storm clouds are sun-breached
A little rain still falls through bright skies
Evaporates before it finds a surface
Lured by the horizon’s curve
A stowaway emerges
Several days into the journey
To enliven the plot
Bewitched the compass needle
Points it one direction
Can you chart your bearings
At what depths will the light not penetrate
Giants in Eden
We were given
The ornaments of grammar
The ornaments of wilderness
Beneath the hunter’s moon
We sheltered
In the cave of allegory
Back then everything
Was in the public domain
Zero for instance and the golden ratio
We were given
The whiteness of salt
The whiteness that is the sky
Was it disillusion
Or disolution
We experienced first
Eric Pankey's twelfth collection of poetry, AUGURY, is forthcoming from Milkweed Editions in 2017.