Primordial canyon wall washed down.
Stones flash in folds of light--
Marbled earth collage.
A wonder of rainwater.
We desire to touch the untouched;
Weigh in on heaviness or lightness of matter;
Breathe in fresh musk of terrain –a bouquet of sunflower fields.
Should we poke in a finger? Plant a seed?
Draw a heart? Draw another?
Shape a world?
An ebony feather flutters onto the muck,
forgiving the unforgivable flown back from whence it had come.
Wendy Gist's poetry, fiction and essays have been featured or are forthcoming in Amsterdam Quarterly, Empty Mirror Arts and Literary Magazine, Foliate Oak, Fourth River, Gravel, Grey Sparrow Journal, New Plains Review, Rio Grande Review, Soundings Review, Silver City Quarterly, St. Austin Review, The Lake (UK), and many other fine journals. She's the author of the chapbook Moods of the Dream Fog from Finishing Line Press @ finishinglinepress.com. Gist is a Pushcart Prize nominee and semifinalist for Best Small Fictions, 2017.