Balance.
Burned fields. other devices. the tops of trees. the even welds. traces of roots on the roadside. what we will do in the wake when the leaves dry. we stood at the back window. our child stood at the back window. the trees top to the circled trunks swayed. bending. the wind comes from the ocean behind the dunes from the cove swaggering through to the mountains broadly backed. silent. we stood at the back windows we watched the storm close around. a glare of white clouds. thoughts to drive on the coastal marking miles in forests. a spine of the bridges the bays. loose footed rocks. strewn waves dodging balance. thankful along its crest.
Michael Ricketti was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Lenapehoking. He lives in Nicosia, Cyprus where he works as a university lecturer and serves at Kuruçeşme Projekt – a community yoga, meditation, education, and art initiative founded with Sevdiye Ricketti. His work has been published with Welcomat, Vallum, Enclave, Bluepepper, New Note Poetry, Instant Noodles, and Bodega. His novella ‘Yayla’ was shortlisted for the First Series Award by Mid-List Press.
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