Southwestern College Santa Fe, NM
by Lisa Marie Paradis
Where do you hail from?
You and yours snug tightly
In between the dream
Awaken to five year old father’s soul inhabited by butcher’s
Chicken floating gently across
the room- enter the
back of the neck- boulders
upon the fleeing road-where
do you hail from?
barbed wire divisions in size-fait-memory-Is the
dream an expanding body
or just a dream and lay it so to rest?
What is the song that rises from the stair way?
I’ll show you yours if you show me mine
The crouched being on the stairs rising up boulders and all- The
hail from like a storm pounding the back-
A pole protector
A keeper of what is not but could be if-
The song the that flows between the fences of perception
Calls me back to myself- Watch
a new what do the busy washer women do?
We are washing
We are watching we are washing all day through
The stained past thorned with longing
bleeds and blooms
as I review
Repsychology- finding the
many mangled massed selves
Pierce the heart and learn
from the blood- Bloody knowing
the roots are showing and
below them lies only earth
