Posts by leonardroller

Octopus Love

By on Feb 3, 2018 in Poetry | Comments Off

“There should be room in the literature on octopuses for some exploration of the sensual, maybe even the emotional ways in which they communicate with us.” – Sy Montgomery, “The Soul of an Octopus” An octopus may recognize a man And let itself be petted like a cat, At least according to a woman Who gave a mollusk friendly pats As she tried to bridge a billion years, Looked longingly into the creature’s eye Behind a screen of glass and overcame the ancient fears. Hope-filled she sought to see into the shy, Discreet and modest being’s soul, Dispel the...

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When Capturing Wolves

By on Apr 8, 2013 in Poetry | Comments Off

When capturing wolves Begin with the eyes Says Bonnie Marris A painter of wild things. “They hear voices older than time,” Chants Cheryl Wheeler Tuning to wolf-calls Ancient and dire. Wolves hold their secrets Like precious bones In iron jaws, Gather on strong-hinged haunches Ready for wolf-love. Wolf-love all timeless Faithful for life. “Begin with the eyes.” Of what do they speak? Of the preciousness of secret bones, Of the sacredness of...

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Nature Morte

By on Sep 12, 2011 in Poetry | Comments Off

  A goblet of Ruby ichor, Immortal quiet. A long-necked Jug, bedizened With golden straw. Peasant’s summer plenty: Bread, terrene-tan, Green figs a-split, Vulnerable. Basket’s silent meekness. Dried sea anemones, Stiff above. A pied nautilus, Fluted clamshell, Perlucent sheath. A starfish, Dessicated. Desperate. Groping for the wet. All still. Still, life. Still life.   Passion...

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