Ken Zimmerman
Poetry
“the space between a sleepwalker’s outheld arms” Bill Knott
Bright Prize
oh you should see the sparkling light through wet trees…
Praise for the Saviors
Today I want to praise all the people who will save us…
Morning Lettuce
Start with a simple substitution: let’s take lettuce for sunlight.
Movements
It was not the destination but the act of movement I was after…
Old Partners
In my window this morning, above the jagged tree line, a raven chases an eagle…
Woodstove
I lay more wood on your fire, my only source…
Benediction
I’m stupefied by this clear light slanting into the kitchen…
Risky
You’re my bright bundle, wrapped up in a rainbow…
Windy
it’s windy today the river of air…
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