Tiny Valley
  • Tiny Valley

  • *
    and you walked together toward
    love in a green meadow
    to understand anything of skin,
    the aspens’ flicker of dizzy,
    ants, dirt over your face
    *
    darkness brought the room closer
    made the earth shake out
    of your ear here touch
    the unimaginable bareness could make
    us small again, again delight
    *
    flame is what wind wants
    out of my body the straw
    body turning to mice now
    a heart forests beneath sleeping
    and fang light clanging out

    Adrian Kien

  • 12" x 12"
  • Oil pastel on matboard/wood panel
  • 2012