A Poem by Craig Kurtz

I don't fear the sun

 

now I feel your pull. Stronger than

clouds, you have cool metabolic

moisture exiguous as rings of

Neptune. You're fibrous, I never

thirst.

 

I don't fear the sun anymore

since you started sparkling like

geodesic ice. You are soothing ether

of clairvoyance, the milk of

trust.

 

I don't fear the sun because

your nuzzling roots inhabit

timid breaths of balm. You have

the assurance of shade, the sway

of sea.

 

I don't fear the sun since you

are gelid crystal calming argent

combustion. You have diaphanous

mist & empyrean mien in

treasure glass.

 

 

 

 

Craig Kurtz lives at Twin Oaks Intentional Community where he writes poetry while simultaneously handcrafting hammocks. Recent work appears in Out of Our, Randomly Accessed Poetics, Penny Ante Feud, The Bitchin’ Kitsch and others. His first record, The Philosophic Collage, 1981, was reissued by BDR in 2012. He has been a staff writer for Perfect Sound Forever since 2003.