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found poem: begin

found poem: stone


The word petrichor refers to the fragrance of first rain on dry ground. Petrichor is also a journal of text and image, and I am very grateful they have selected two of my found poems for Issue 15.

found poem: too much

found poem: started

found poem: pages

found poem: well

found poem: pressed

found poem: before

found poem: dusty

found poem: HUSHED

found poem: the blue


to make…



rock the pastoral…

to dream…



small stonesThe stones on the sill tell stories of beaches, mountainsides, river beds… an archive of vistas and visitations, a compendium of history, each one an ancient message, compacted and relayed through time. Then, in an instant of seeing, we bend, lift, weigh, turn, consider, hold, give…

What is it about rocks? They have magnetism, magic, memory. They stand for place in a mobile world. They ask nothing, but warm in the palm’s attention, soothe the furious heart. They are the dots that we connect to draw the picture of our being.

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