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Things We Cannot Name
RaynRoberts is found in print and online at Rattle, Rattapallax, Retort Magazine, The Sow's Ear Review, Voices in Wartime, PoetsWest, Thunder Sandwich, The Pedestal Magazine, Void Magazine, Poet's Corner in Fieralingue and many others. He appears in four anthologies. In 2006, Evolving Editions Press in New York included him in its "Illuminations" series. His newest book, “Of One and Many Worlds,” from Poetic Matrix Press came out in August 2006. In 2003 he published "Jazz Cocktails & Soapbox Songs". He is the author of “The Fires of Spring”, a collection of Buddhist poems written in South Korea where he teaches English to university students. Visit his web site.
By RaynRoberts
for JD
How long it took to know, however hard I wished
There was no return, no starting over for us –
With a continent between I recall a day in California
The fire of summer inside, cool blessing of water nearby
Our spirits falling to the clarity of desire ...
And later afternoon, waist-deep in mountain stream
The king snake I lifted out of the current without fear:
Nothing could harm me then, doubt had no hold –
How a thing so good twists into something we kill
I cannot say, but if I doubt now I doubt you like I do God
Who I cannot see, but remember from somewhere.
Perhaps there is no other reason for love than images
Wrecked by time, memories richer than blood, miraculous ways
That lead to who we are: each of us a wilderness
A wildflower trail, and things without name that linger:
The mysterious scent of the golden violet ... California.
Published April 2006
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