Marcia Arrieta


to hold us together


in a room up the stairs broken pink edges counter blue upon blue branches stones
inadequacies repetitious echoes research the tree or maybe fire

Joan of Arc wanders in the garden the margin is an open window   allusions climb
the ladder    the cab pulls up at 2 am

advice—who really listens?   Freud intones the past development in incongruity
a chimney   a portal   a hyacinth   pieces of tape   invisible tape    identity   identities

the net & the sea    it is easier to draw than write   we mirror the idyll   the song thrush
guards its eggs    synchronicity—the lion & dragon   we cut strips of reality   hands worn



in the silence


we reverse our fates

paint the clock

the clouds a backdrop

a convergence of salvaged paper

the postcards—

abstract concentrated

birds

maybe

roses




minima


.


to

trace


.


sunlight

expanse

pines


.


recovered

imperative

sacred


.


portfolio

serious


.


somewhere




new moon


*

within
woods


*

owls & hermits
gather


*

stone
labyrinth


*

around
the
inside




flight of the ordinary


*

seaweed & sentence

adrift

in

a

wave


*

liberty

is

a

stone

tower


*

gravity

steps

through

fiction


*

the caboose

is derailed




These days Marcia Arrieta finds herself reading In Company: Robert Creeley's Collaborations, Jorge Luis Borges' On Writing, and Anne Gorrick's A's Visuality. She is contemplating trips to Mexico City and Peru. Her first book of poems, triskelion, tiger moth, tangram, thyme, was published by Otoliths in 2011. She edits and publishes Indefinite Space, a poetry/art journal.
 
 
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