Like veins and capillaries black
against the evening sky,
Naked winter branches suck
the last hour dry.
As flesh of light diminishes
so fades the blush of day,
Until its colors vanish
into solemnity.
Barbara Loots
Like veins and capillaries black
against the evening sky,
Naked winter branches suck
the last hour dry.
As flesh of light diminishes
so fades the blush of day,
Until its colors vanish
into solemnity.
Barbara Loots
POETRY COLLECTIONS
The Beekeeper and other love poems (Kelsay Books 2020) on amazonhttps://www.amazon.com/Beekeeper-Other-Love-Poems/dp/1952326451?ref_=ast_author_mpb 2021 Finalist for the Thorpe Menn Award for Literary Excellence
Road Trip, Kelsay Books/White Violet Press 2014 (Available on amazon.com)
Windshift (Kelsay Books 2019) (on amazon) 2020 Finalist for the Thorpe Menn Award for Literary Excellence
Landscapes With Women, Four American Poets, Singular Speech Press 1999
Bone China Cups and Pottery Mugs Chapbook anthology, Wearthepress 1990
Sibyl and Sphinx Chapbook with Gail White, Rockhill Press 1988
The Bride’s Mirror Speaks Chapbook, Rockhill Press 1986
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The Formalist, I-70 Review, Light Quarterly, The Lyric, Measure, Negative Capability, New Letters, Piedmont Literary Review, Plains Poetry Journal, South Coast Poetry Journal, Sparrow, Thema, Voiceprint, Better Than Starbucks, Lightpoetrymagazine, The Ekphrastic Review, more…
Tree-mendous poem.
Love the image of the veins and capillaries.