Alexei Desmaraisconsider the liliesso easily exploited the image of the glacier lily. and not just the image; the flower too. letting its little light spill even through…May 26, 2016May 26, 2016
Alexei DesmaraisTell Them StoriesI sat there staring at the words As they swirled in the porchlight, mirrored in The facets of an open door, Open onto a darkened entry At…May 19, 2016May 19, 2016
Alexei DesmaraisSunday MorningNo peignoirs here, lightly sheeting The intimacy of Sunday streets, As silent-thrumming and oh so sweet, Gleams golden pollen on the…Apr 6, 2016Apr 6, 2016
Alexei DesmaraisSnoqualmie — 3.13.16“We need wisdom. And wisdom is not a rote dogma, not ideology, not research material, not something we stuff into one another. [It is] the…Mar 28, 2016Mar 28, 2016
Alexei Desmaraisequiluxtoday you told me that it was the first day of the new spring, and i hastened to reply that no, in fact, the first day of this new spring…Mar 22, 2016Mar 22, 2016
Alexei Desmaraisto my mother, on palm sundayThe palms don’t seem so out of place, like they did in Boston — or back in Colorado, with flurries of spring snow just visible through the…Mar 21, 2016Mar 21, 2016
Alexei DesmaraisBear TrailEvery evening after class we would scurry over dusky soil strewn with the sunset orange leavings of Ponderosa limbs, hanging high above.Mar 14, 2016Mar 14, 2016
Alexei DesmaraisSestinaBrothers perch atop the hill. I crest the roll, slowly trundle down, As, rocky shoulders shrugged, they lean, Cut into the emptiness of…Feb 26, 2016Feb 26, 2016
