Ravi Shankar Poems
- Ants One is never alone. Saltwater taffy colored beach ...
- Lines on a Skull (Haiku Erasure of Lord Byron's 'Lines ...
- Crossings Between forest and field, a threshold like ...
- Old Folks' Jokes Porous the punchline spoken through ...
- Snowfall Particulate as ash, new year's first snow ...
- Lucia My hair, voluminous from sleeping in six different ...
- Double Rainbow Speeding, without destination, after ...
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One is never alone. Saltwater taffy colored
beach blanket spread on a dirt outcropping
pocked with movement. Pell-mell tunneling,
black specks the specter of beard hairs swarm,
disappear, emerge, twitch, reverse course
to forage along my shin, painting pathways
with invisible pheromones that others take
up in ceaseless streams. Ordered disarray,
wingless expansionists form a colony mind,
no sense of self outside the nest, expending
summer to prepare for winter, droning on
through midday heat. I watch, repose, alone.