Poetry, Red Bird Editor Series
Photographs by author
6" x 6" single signature with hand sewn binding
Published May 2014
At the Top
The steep angle of the slab
sends my stomach in somersaults.
The long distance to the ground
overcomes logic and I briefly forget
this tether at my waist marries me
to this ledge so that I may take in these spires
Raven’s eye view over the vast expanse of
rocks pushed upward:
sharp stones punctuating the heart of everything that is.