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Issue 4: Plans Change

Poetry in Motion

Issue 4: Plans Change

Poetry in Motion

September 12, 2019


From the pages of Issue 4: Plans Change

ATHENA FLIAKOS | AthenaFliakos.com


The Treeesome


In March then the sun comes close


and the snow begins her melt
We go to the beach,
listen for heron landing
the buzzing of        things.


A smell so close to the earth,
the fallen trees like soldiers fallen
for something        bigger.


I keep thinking. And that is the problem. 
When I cease in the activity of thinking 
it is all well, the water runs,
the shape of oceans
we know everything about,
without thinking.


As a body I’m restless
climbing hills in all weathers, 
hardly believing that Evil is a thing.
The snow a sparkle in the noonday sun
and bluebird, the sky a home for all fathers, 
feathers of bird skins, shluffing.


The dog lifts her paws and listens for danger.
It would not be a sacrifice to give her life 
for mine. She makes a point of it
to tell me this, writes a boundary around my 
body to say she is mine alone.
And I am hers. 
And life is being given.


Dog and woman         And God.

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