I see my heart in the seed
I breathe into the dream
and the ground cries
I am crazed and graceless
--Theodore Roethke
MFAPOET
ADVOCATE/WRITER
I BELIEVE POETRY CAN HEAL THE WORLD one word, line, stanza, poem at a time.
I believe poetry is a gift that can heal the
hurt and anger we carry--and beauty. I believe if you listen to yourself you find the truth of yourself. And if you write this truth on
paper it becomes a spell that reveals the past, present and future of your existence.
Plot of Moons
[Juego de las Lunas]
--translation of Federico Garcia Lorca
The moon is a Ferris wheel
of mirrors. A nexus
circling ‘round to full
bloom. The moon drops
petals
till she’s petal-less. As
the moon
sheds phases, buds bloom
new moons.
Broods of clouds cloud
over, a soul
shrouded, the moon
in her darkest phase,
another layer, another demise.
The moon is
a looking glass,
shattered
over the sea.
.
The fullest moon, a lantern
that floods the sky.
The moon.
In her boundless ruche—
And the Moon? And the Moon?
A woman [Cast in a corona
a cheval glass]
--Chell Navarro 2018
