Jim Manning Poems
- Eavesdropping On Nature A clarinet scaling steep slopes to ...
- Marty I touch the loose, medicated flesh of my young friend....
- Pollinator Flying above a stream of emblazonry; blue, pink ...
- Atonement A prevalent aura of sadness— “My God, why have you...
- Forboding Foreboding As suns go down, those impermeable ...
- Phases Longing for a return to a simpler condition, I came ...
- Where I Love You Light refracts blue and green in snow ...
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Where I Love You
Light refracts blue and green in
limber pines kneel in moonlight
below Pacific peaks.
Where water tumbles from glaciers,
you rush between hips of burnished rock;
your voice cascading like a fogbow—
rainbow colors fall through the mist.
At dawn, where the skeleton of
a juniper reaches for the morning star,
and its roots moan from the
subterranean heart of the wind.
And from our bedroom, at first light,
where the moon is pale on your face,
phantoms of tree limbs dance
across our bed.