The Blue Grotto

I have a new chapbook out with Dancing Girl Press under this title. You can buy it through the link below for only $7. I'm very grateful to Kristy Bowen, editor and publisher, for her selection of the book and for its beautiful construction.


http://www.dancinggirlpress.com/bluegrotto.html


The cover is a collage that I did, titled "The Sea Came Up and Drowned." It goes with a song Richard and I have written (which we will record and post properly. . .eventually). Here are my half of the words:

The Sea Came Up and Drowned


*

It was the only way to live.

Usurp yourself to yourself
in waves, in centuries,

while something like truth
cooled below the surface in stone.

While something like a voice
began unwinding into the whorled pearl of its own home.

The earth is the earth and the memory
of water, every ridge a recollection
of water’s recession.


*

Those years stretched long
and flat as our palms,
lined with grass,
wind-whipped, twisting tendrils of grass.

That was after they’d been grabbed
by history, after we’d entered our lives
through our dreams,
our dreams through the seams in our hands.

After they led us back here,
to the sunstruck prairie
where we’re broken open again
as chaff, where the grass chatters
in the endless chatter
of the ancestors and the unborn ancestors.

Where you hold the seed of you before you.