by Nancy Canyon | Jul 22, 2022 | Art, Poetry
Writing and Sketching in Nature Have you ever walked along a river, perhaps taken a break to sit beneath a tree and breath in nature’s freshness? If so, do your surroundings evoke a creative response? Perhaps you want to draw or write or just sit and soak in the... by Nancy Canyon | Sep 12, 2019 | Poetry
East: Twisting blacklocust limb breaksfalling to earth,spilling poison podsacross frozen ground.Father splits rotten wood,stokes stove fullwaiting for smolderto smudge brittle air.West: Rusting barbwireencloses creek willows,huddled naked, heavingagainst mountain... by Nancy Canyon | Sep 12, 2019 | Poetry
Previously printed in Spindrift, Shoreline Community College Journal. Blackberries ripen,plump and sweet.Birds flock to the beach,devour–chirping, chirping, chirping.In the sunny kitchen, my sisterbakes a crisp, fingers stained purplefrom picking berries at low... by Nancy Canyon | Sep 12, 2019 | Poetry
Sometimes, when the sky turnspink, I walk through the oat grassto where the ocean breathessalty air. It is there I see the curve of a woman’sjaw–a slight crescent moonshy in early morning sky, reflectingfrom still tide pool. My mirrored fingers reachto my flushed... by Nancy Canyon | Sep 12, 2019 | Poetry
Nerve Root previously posted on Poets Against War Website As a young womanI saved scrawled details,monsoons and foxholes, my brotherkeeping armed watch in Nam.Now, I step through twisted mind fields,search stagnant poolsfor scarred soldiers’ hearts.If their tenderness... by Nancy Canyon | Sep 12, 2019 | Poetry
At low tide,I scrub my windowswith clam nectar,sweep my floorswith spiny scrub brushkelp.I skip bleached bonesalong wakingwhite-capped sea,scoop billionsof splintered shellsinto a calcspar cup.I toast green bellied wavescrashing onto shore,spilling bucketsof icy...
