WHERE THE HIGHWAY LEADS One hoof, one paw, after another, a trail of footprints departing out of the chain. Archaic in the modern world, the forgotten tethered mare, the poisoned pollywog, the abused dog’s rage. No happy tongues or tails,… Read More ›
photo by Lara Gularte, copyright 2017
AFTER THE SHAPE OF THE EARTH CHANGED Ragged roost of loose feathers, twig shadows. Sparrows fly away, return as Little Brown Bats. The missing children of the world where the still river sinks deep, and turkey vultures gather on the… Read More ›
NEW YEAR: 2004 at Jamestown California All our winters have taken us here, the road uphill to the Palm Victorian. In the stained glass room an oil lamp flickers the promise of light. Absent is your day planner and… Read More ›
Editor’s Note: These 2 poems by Lara Gularte speak of the transitory nature of the seasons and of life and loss in general, accompanied by two of her equally sensitive photos of birds. For this viewer they take on an… Read More ›
by Lara Gularte, copyright 2008 Up to his thighs,he pulls fish from the dark lake,brings them to the light to die,nothing slips away.Some he jerks out of the shallows,too small, so he throws them back. Crazed for water,big fish from… Read More ›
by Lara Gulartecopyright 2008 Shadows move inlight falls to the ground.Colors fill up the darknessclots of red, spasms of purple.My eyesight dims.Deer trail sinks into canyon. When night comes aliveit hums, it crawls.I can hear the deep dead turn,see roots… Read More ›
Eos: The Creative Context 