Ken Taylor

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Artist Statement: I write because poetry is the only way to express fully my experience with the world, so in that sense, I have to. It is something I have always remembered doing.

Publications: MiPOesias, Whale Sound, Eclectica Magazine, The New Guard, Red River Review.



slack day, but promise
of new want coming
like the pressure of
proximate weather.
she haunts blackberries –
tumescent, heady
with juice and ready
to drop with her touch.
robbing fingers, red
flesh and slippery
in this hidden place
mobbed by cloying thorns.
the wind starts to toss
gathering loose leaves.
gulls cry, joy lessens –
clouds taking the sky.
now is this strange dull
loss and lonesomeness,
gray rushing above.
weary from her toil,
she sighs and wonders:
can love find me here
in a blackberry
ditch with stains of red
juice on my tan boots?
the reply is rain.



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