Poetry — May 30, 2011 14:52 — 0 Comments

Dust Settles Everywhere – Stephen Roxborough

not particular
not worried about appearances
plays no favorites
falls on us all

without prejudice
or judgment
is what it is
asks for nothing
not even light
returns to us
as we return
to it

Bio:

Stephen Roxborough (aka roxword) was born in New York to a Canadian father and American mother. He's a past board member for the Washington Poets Association, co-founder of Burning Word poetry festival, and Head Poet for Madrona Center on Guemes Island. An acclaimed, award-winning performance poet, Rox has been twice nominated for the Pushcart Prize and appeared in many publications. His spoken word cd, Spiritual Demons (2002) is available at amazon and cdbaby.com.

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What am I?

Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies

Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;

Scientists can't find me.

Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—

Remind me:

The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…

Tick, Tock: Divine me.

-- Richard Kenney

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