WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook


Established 02004

sonnet

  • Poem to the Editor

    Dear Editor: I am writing to warn you of a con- spiracy that threatens our civil life. Ordinary poets are blogging on current events! They are fomenting strife and discontent with our fine government. They are everywhere on the internets! Instead of writing well-rhymed sentiments on ancient gods or abandoned bird nests they are composing… Continue reading

  • BREAKING NEWS

    Once again my representative tops the list of the most corrupt. Who will we be, without the Bill of Rights? What will stop this erosion of our character, the sea eating at our coastlines; greed and lust overpowering the powerful? Needless wars and careless heat, the coming dust of devastated forests — heedless, we entertain… Continue reading

  • Waking Up in the Rockies

    I went out to cut some chives in the pale morning. On the hill, a herd of deer, and bees leaving their hives, coming to the garden, a sweet blur of insect sound, full of honeyed purpose. I, oblivious, dreaming of the ocean, imagining coral beaches, surfaced nearly nose-to-nose with a doe, stunned as she,… Continue reading

  • Swimming Sonnet/a nautical metrical exercise

    The pool is long and blue and cool. I dive into the soothing depth, the wet. I cut the water, arms a knife, a curving slice, a turn, another lap, a breath, a pull and earth below is not allowed to hold my body down and I am flying free of ground, my cells expand,… Continue reading

  • sonnet in search of a title

    The moonlit field is haunted by the brush of hunting shadow wings. The field mouse stops — her heart a frantic rythym in the hush of grassy murmur, field brook rush, the plop of water on the rocks — as wings dip once then down the sound of owl descending, loud to ears now straining… Continue reading