Sunday, January 13, 2013

A Poem by Joe Vastano

 
SIDEWINDER DARTS AWAY
 
 
Trace the hard
 
clarity of jagged bronze
peaks against
 
blue sky; fierce
patterns of volcanic
rock flaking
 
off in angular slabs and
roiling up the
 
mountain like a fossilized
fire.  Saguaro and cholla cling
like a green
 
rash spreading over
 
its deep-lined skin.  Sand
lifts off in a dark
 
sheet.  Life
 
must be diligently
searched for
here and
is usually found one
 
shade-seeking
missile
 
of  thirst at a time.  Life
 
has been made
weird here. 
 
Its head horned, its
 
skin hard and
 
scaly, its ears
and eyes gigantic, its
 
feet fast
 
 
 
 
Joe Vastano started writing at sixteen. He traced Jim Morrison to Kerouac and Rimbaud, took them at their words and deranged his senses on the road for twenty years. Now he's sorting through it all.

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