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perfect ending by Erika Perloff

phone poem

the black lines
of the poem
like a centipede
tracing odd paths

Anadrome Chorus

Hear now the anadrome song of the salmon
sung in voiceless bubble chorus
loud from source sweet to bitter sea


Somewhere in the Arizona desert, I pull the white whale to a crunching stop on a patch of roadside dirt, on the crest of a small hill, north of Paulden Arizona.
“What are we doing out here?”
“Is something wrong?”
“Hey! What’s going on?”
“Stars,” I say. “We have stopped to see the stars.”

Way Back

We clambered down from the trees
and stood upright,
peering over the horizon
with eyes like ripening apples,

Mer Made

Mermaid and Minotaur meet on the shore of a strange sea.

Eulachon: A Columbia River Ghost Story

“Most people like to look at mountain rivers, and bear them in mind; but few care to look at the wind, though far more beautiful and sublime, and though they become at times about as visible as flowing water.”

– John Muir (1894)