The Path

by Kemmer Anderson / November 27th, 2022

On the forest path, leaves
under feet and paw speak
through fallen syllables

seeking new consonants:
creaking, crunching, cracking
for a language known beyond

old words, utterances lost
to a republic of mold.
Who knows what lies ahead?

Kemmer Anderson walks his dog along the Trail of Tears in Chattanooga, Tennessee and has walked the streets of East Jerusalem in 1971, '83, 98, and 2015. Read other articles by Kemmer.

This article was posted on Sunday, November 27th, 2022 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.