FULL SERVICE POET

As if this anthology, The Nature of Our Times, were not luscious enough, now we have the poets reading their poems on video:

Anthology Readings

Here’s my poem from the collection:

Wilderness Frontier Desert

the wilderness is where the wild is
the wilderness is empty

the wilderness is our salvation
the wilderness must be saved

the wilderness is where one is exiled to
the wilderness is where tribes once lived

the frontier is wide open
la frontera is closed to passage

the frontier is an edge
la frontera is a region

the frontier encloses us
la frontera closes us out

the desert is empty
the desert is rare habitat

the desert is deadly
the desert is alive

the desert is a sacrifice zone
the desert must be saved

the desert was ocean
the desert is parched
the desert will be ocean again

we have reached the edge
there are no edges on a sphere
no borders in atmosphere

wilderness is the salvation of the world
wilderness is better off without humans,

so some think