Sinking Valley

Dave BontaContemplative

we climbed down to the birthplace of water

bloodroot wild ginger sang

roots stretched into crevasses

limestoned voices

inaudible over the gasp & suck a scum of flotsam in the gullet

we crouched in the sun blood-colored flowers

whitewater curling back & back we prayed for a rain of calcium

another sky opened impossibly high & thin

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

to the of water

roots stretched into

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