Richard Pierce

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Poetry

THEORY

What is the proof of love,If there is proof,And not just blind faithOr shape? Is it the curved mouth Or the lack of attentionOr the inadequate wordsBefore and after the… Continue Reading

Poetry

February

The blackbird belly-breathes in the hedge,Thicket awash with the rain and broken branchesThe storm left behindOf its clouds and whitewash. It watches the plume of its breath escape,Claws at it with… Continue Reading

Poetry

She

The moon, steeped in old blood,Sighs below the horizon, waiting,Waiting for the sun,Opposite axis,Opposite pole,Opposing light. She moves, airless,Anticipates,A rock for a heart,The warmth to melt it,To feel again. For… Continue Reading

Poetry

cosmos

end-of-summer webs woven against the walland the cloud an ovaryacross the moonswaysthe evening stillcoolbreath standingin the vacuum life as slow as lifeand faster than lightthe cosmoswe are the cosmos we… Continue Reading