Lamenting the Tempest

by Kate Evans


Piercing the rant and rave of clouds,
the man in the moon's too slow. Centuries
are received by the sea, waves sonar and unyielding.

What strange fish has made his meal on thee?
Implacable winds win our breath,
our little lives rounded with a sleep.

Watches cease to lose time,
and the stars won't shake us off their backs.
They watch our passing. What hour passing?

Seconds upon reentry, feet supplant
gravity. The trifling earth whips in the squall,
deluged with waves of icy age.

Oh Ariel, you shall be set free;
burn through time. There go centuries
powering down, flashing lightning

onto our tongues as we ingest our daily bread.
Oxygen is never enough. Breath of epochs,
exhale the sonic boom thunder, the pearl burn of sky.


Copyright © 2004, Kate Evans
Reflection Nebula NGC 1999

Reflection Nebula NGC 1999


Kate Evans' book, Negotiating the Self: Identity, Sexuality, and Emotion in Learning to Teach, was published by Routledge in 2002. Her poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction have appeared in various journals. A recipient of a Ph.D. in Education from the University of Washington, she watches the stars from her home in Santa Cruz, California. To learn more, please visit her web site.

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