Far North: Susan Ioannou

Far north
when blue curves closer
as if to cup the earth

between outcrop
and pines' needled spaces
mind can almost touch a Presence

until past dusk
the darkness crystallizes
-- one after one such stars!

A sprinkle, scatterings, mulltitudes
layering thicker and thicker
than any imagined vision

glittering from immensities of black,
beyond and beyond
and beyond

-- how can a single Spirit
watch over it all?


Susan Ioannou


from Looking for Light
Hidden Brook Press, 2016


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On 2016-07-25, at 8:17 PM, Richard M. Grove wrote:

hi guys

i have been away from my computer for a few days – visiting my mom – 88.

so glad that far north is being published again.

all the best

tai

i am working on my book. just edited this poem for back cover –
 
Kayaking on the Ripples of Indian Summer

leaves chatter against gentle shoreline-lapping
sun warms bare legs after cold paddle-dripping sparks zing
breeze carries me      a lullaby 
    east                       
         home 
              resting
after restorative invigorating strokes into fall’s black bay
yin and yang balance restored    
                          soul sings