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Rooted in rhythms of natural speech
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Enjoy the light.
Matt Steel
Jan 16, 2015
Observance
This poem does not want to be written and thereby ruined by the likes of me. It has no wish for me to take note of my brother, with whom I…
Matt Steel
Nov 27, 2014
Tedium and the tide
Walking barefoot along our hardwood floor, the long grains part, crack and dissolve into grains of sand, soft and pocked then dark and…
Matt Steel
Dec 5, 2013
The wolf and the rock
Remember the dogwood forts we’d build? The green roof, stockpiled weapons and snacks?
Matt Steel
Oct 29, 2013
Love Letters
Love letters and love the spaces between the words.
Matt Steel
Oct 26, 2013
Leavings
Contents: must of ticket stubs handed from hand to hand to hand, pencil shavings, hasty travel agglomerate.
Matt Steel
Jul 8, 2013
Love Letters
Love letters and love the spaces between the words.
Matt Steel
Jun 30, 2013
Reflection
I love the curl that only appears on your temple after washing.
Matt Steel
Mar 24, 2013
A prayer and a promise
Gently open a furrow in the crown of my head and plant the seed of quiet between the two hemispheres.
Matt Steel
Mar 7, 2013
The Word-Ring
The Word-Ring
Over the stone fence, beyond the mown grass, on the border of a fog-bank: We found a half-buried obsidian spearhead, its face catching what…
Matt Steel
Feb 5, 2013
Letting Go
Letting Go
God, it seemed impossibly far north. Another country, language.
Matt Steel
Dec 18, 2012
In Winter
The truth of the matter: We bear diminished resemblance to our wedding-day selves.
Matt Steel
Dec 18, 2012
New Vision
It’s all too much: these hurtling shapes, what they tell me is color exploding, melting at a breathless pace: creatio ex nihilo in…
Matt Steel
Dec 18, 2012
Green Hill
Ma, there’s a two-foot stack of novels on the nightstand I scavenged from Dad’s workshop.
Matt Steel
Dec 18, 2012
By the Garden Wall
By the Garden Wall
I picture you, just there by the garden wall. Shaded by honeysuckle, blueing in the twilight: man of war against a frame of flowers.
Matt Steel
Dec 15, 2012
Worship
Miles across the Oregon Inlet with its Lilliputian peelers and eight-cylinder anglers, we found it.
Matt Steel
Dec 15, 2012
Manhood
Manhood
The coastline – scooped, hammered, fjorded – Call it a metaphor for the year: ever-shifting from rivermouth to beachbreak, sea wall and…
Matt Steel
Dec 15, 2012
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