I am thrilled to be part of Poetry Magazine's Jan. 2016 issue on Ecojustice.
My poem "Dance, Dance, While the Hive Collapses" begins:
Oh my, oh my, I lose myself
I study atlases and cirrus paths
in search of traces of it, of you
of that thing, of that song
I keep pressing my ear to the current
of air to hear ...
I hear it and it disappears
It was all I wanted to do in this life
to sense that phantom tap
on my nerves, to allow myself
to be hit by it, attacked, aroused
until, as if someone else, I arise
I dance my part in paradise
Read the full poem here