Poetry
Who knows what people believe
Uncertain landscapes shift
overlap Relics of a past
that may not have happened
I think we’re in a meantime neither
beginning nor end
Between earth and sky ever-
cycling despair and hope
That porous border where
self touches outside
wild like a full-leaved tree
grown from a seed lucky
enough to have landed
in an auspicious site lucky
Katrinka Moore’s latest book is Wayfarers (Pelekinesis, 2018). Her previous books are Numa, Thief, and This is Not a Story, winner of the New Women’s Voices prize. Recent work appears in Otoliths, Woven Tale, SWWIM, and in the anthology Weaving the Terrain: 100-Word Southwestern Poems, published by Dos Gatos Press. She lives in New York City and Manor Kill, NY. https://katrinkamoore.weebly.com/