Cameron

Vertiginous

I’ll remember forever the miracle of green. The way it unfolds, overnight, starting low, springing high, swan-diving outward from every tree trunk. The dizzying billows and boughs of green that hang and shiver and swing. Spring tumbles on in a clumsy cascade of fertility, wind, and ripening, and the proliferation of life, vertiginous, obscures from… Continue reading Vertiginous

Cameron

Then a Hard Truth Hit Him

Mid-lunch with him, a bright air set off, in hoping, a bright air set off, confessed he, a bright air’s infix. That invigoral loose, that inner tram, having been spoken, stars dug in, clung. She is October melanin, newcomer in cotton; in his eye variety alternates round her. Halting for her, he is wondering. Her… Continue reading Then a Hard Truth Hit Him