Bernadette Geyer

Pearls

And so I look back Still thinking of her With painful heart, This clench of inner flesh. -Kakinomoto Hitomaro from Manyoshu * Praise the irritant, that genesis, Implanted within the soft And malleable animal

Train

Train. Distant Train. Praise the glorious distance of Train. Dogs bark, reply to the mournful echo of Train’s whistle. Train looks back, keeps moving. Train carries its boxcars of secrets further and further away