Tag: rocks

Dry creek bed in Kimble county, Texas: A black-and-white landscape photograph shows a broad, shallow creek winding across a dry, stony bed through scrubland. Pale gravel bars and scattered rocks border the water, while low shrubs and small leafless trees dot the banks. In the foreground, several fallen branches lie across the creek bed, including one long limb stretching diagonally through the frame and another tangled cluster of weathered wood near the opposite bank. Beyond the creek, dense brush rises toward low, gently rolling hills beneath a wide, softly clouded sky. Russell Lee, 1940, for the Farm Securities Administration (FSA). From NYPL Digital Collections.

“Creek Bed Meditation #1” * Poetry * Darren C. Demaree

aromatica poetica September 18, 2026

They were wrong, here is there. The tree that fell overnight still shimmers with flailing roots. Findings, openings, bones that can be cleared from the shale, time is a hawk & I’m a hawk & even our flights are not so elegant. It’s all bodies, awkwardly falling into each other. Think. Think. Crash. —About Darren C. Demaree— My poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including Hotel Amerika, Diode, North American Review, New …

Carvery Lunch on Sunday - image of a slab of meat carved neatly on a platter next to roasted potatoes and unpeeled garlic, set next to two ramekins of unknown substances. Wikimedia.

“Carvery Lunch on Sunday” and Other Poems by DS Maolalai

aromatica poetica July 7, 2020

Carvery Lunch on Sunday the fish was fried so thick you could crack it like a drumskin, pulled tight and hammered very hard. and the gravy on her lamb was delicious – I took some. this was lunchtime on Sunday, and we’d had a tense weekend; what can I say? sometimes you fight a little when you don’t have other plans. and I had a sick cousin and wasn’t dealing with it properly, and she had some problems as well. …