Ariel Baron-Robbins

Poem: On Seeing Words Move
Crawling down
the page
like so many ants
In their course and speed
devoid of gravity
having a will of their own
shredding
showering
meandering to the
irretrievable end
the horizon
Its haunches or
some indeterminate
but fixed point
no longer needed
the letters line up
As if bound by
magnetic force
Or principle
Others give in to
inevitability
but before ceasing,
emboldened by their death
They thicken
Congeal
dance.
who might think
words had such verve
Such staying power
Response Poem to Gif
The universe fractures
And comes apart
The blue lapis cobalt
pure
Unflecked
Tensile strong
Thread of thin sinew
My body uncoiled
In equipoise
Yours too
Our forms used to their full
To run, bend, yield touch
Feel.
Haystacks slip across
the horizon
Or hair from humans
Conundrum:
How to augment
The universe
Or kill
Calligraphic elements
Deconstruct retrench
Tide licks the shore
A cow cleaning newborn calf