Dither Me This #4: Ovals
First breath
I begin and morph
oval eyes
oval mouth
soft things and round roots of noise, touch— … More Dither Me This #4: Ovals
Casual poetry by Sara Aranda. For prose or for a list of her published poems, please select the appropriate item in the ‘Hey Sara’ menu.
First breath
I begin and morph
oval eyes
oval mouth
soft things and round roots of noise, touch— … More Dither Me This #4: Ovals
Dark Portraits of Me by Sara Aranda 1. Trailer court trailers by the river Leonard or Leonardo drunkenly embodied sound spoken-word sounds, rhymed love for rocks and the river— how the rocks fall boom boom boom each an ever-deepening drum beat watch out for the water babies he said how they like to have fun. … More Dark Portraits of Me
Adventure Haikus By Sara Aranda ~~~ Tree bark, buried soil the snow catches the pine boughs wind-blown like sand dunes. ~~~ Elk track through the trees gentle dimples for white flesh, my eyes are too late. ~~~ Abandon your boots let wet laces paint the floor let the floor melt too. ~~~ Ice on the … More Adventure Haikus
The Aura of a Self-Willed Land by Sara Aranda “Mountains have many moods.” – Jack Turner I At night the Milky Way dusts the sky falls to powder the Earth by day snow cluttered labyrinths between the trees and ice-laced river. Shadows paint numb strands of bark as scattered as old elk tracks now gentle … More The Aura of a Self-Willed Land
by Sara Aranda The lone bison grazes in a field of yellow tones dark trees surround his meadow and the sun is settling down beyond the mountains and thermal flats that glow cyan, green, and orange. Plumes of steam rise into the ether and boiled water bubbles from the ground the smell of sulfur stings … More The Lone Bison Grazes