The Ghosts of Leaves
- The Ghosts of Leaves
Some are wild to trust any story. Somewill choose only the truth, even trussedand gagged. The jungle, then as always, morebig-leafed than green, more greenthan haloed—arcing exponentiallybetween mud and cloudwhere everything twines exceptwhat doesn’t. Rampaging over tributaries andcliffs, thorn and flower until it dissolvesin humid mist. Turns from the path intoa mindless cancer of leavesand lianas. Why tell it at allwith roots in your mouth? [End Page 150]
Nancy L. Meyer, of Portola Valley, California, has been published in Bitterzoet, Poet’s Touchstone, Rusk Poetry Society, Poets against the War, and six anthologies. She is working on “Between Skins,” a full-length manuscript following a Colrain Manuscript Conference and the Zen stick of Jeffrey Levine of Tupelo Press.
