The scent of deet and fish bait (chicken liver and crickets)accompanied our outings, along with the dull aroma ofGeorgia pond water, which only ripples in the wind.I learned about tadpoles there, catching them in opaqueplastic cups and watching them swivel around endlessly.I didn’t believe in evolution, not even in the life ofa tadpole, never able… Continue reading The Solomon Farm (Poem)
Death/Dust (4.10.2020)Waking early in morrow, flattened ‘neath sordid sheetsEyes crusted and heavy, waking under their irisesMisting down, I glimpsed a foggy brightSeeing it eclipse, blind after blindShuttering rays, fastening washboard of lightA dooming haze—covering this sight.Its warmth yoked of day anewAs heavy skin weighed this aged figureAnd hoarse voice ‘eeked its chordsNor did moist breath,… Continue reading Death/Dust (Poem)
*Presented in preparation for communion at Community Worship (Chapel) at Union Presbyterian Seminary on 1.29.2020.
Dakota Wade 