Wednesday, November 21, 2018

accretion/a dream...

there is a
at the door
part of me is
there is a
at the door
part of me is
there is a
at the door
part of me is
running scared,
the wolf
becomes bored
with this tableau
and begins
to walk away,
I look out of the window
after him
and cry “oh woooollllf”…
with a low growl
he turns
moves towards me
and slips easily
the closed door,
the sleeper
the worker
stops working,
the runner is
extending our arms
we all hold hands,
these four parts of me,
we look, laugh and then
share blueberry pancakes

Saturday, December 3, 2016


birds build nests
inside their heads
so they can
live their lives
day to day
 on a wing and a prayer

by lucy meskill


aim lights a quick fuse
which momentum ignites
wisdom swings a wet broom...

lucy meskill

Monday, June 20, 2016

Seven Wonders, or Notes Taken At A Party

one: Every single lustrous layer of varnish, vanished.

two: One room too small to do anything but stand for a moment in.

three: Each stringer, tread and riser absorbs the light, fantastic.

four: Pictures on a shelf, married pictures on a shelf, and multiplied tenfold.

five: One room so hot, that even the empty glasses are sweating.

six: One room so cold, that every warm cookie on the plate is shivering.

seven: The echoes of life so securely pocketed, and corrugated, that each bit of condensed matter smoothly suspends the passage of time.

image from page 177 of "Boston, a guide book" (1910)

Sunday, October 18, 2015


blue plate swirling, sky
green bowl teeming, earth
yellow cup rising and setting, sun
all traversing the heavens
courtesy of 
the hinged elbows 
of a hungry god

Wednesday, July 15, 2015


There are angels in the underbrush
there are prophets in the trees
they dance with waving wanderlust
upon four windy seas

lucy meskill

Friday, July 3, 2015


the bee told me
just where to stand
to see the universe 

the envelope told me 
just where to read 
to hear the mountain

the leaf told me
just how to turn
to make gravity
let go

the pebble told me
just how to splash
to glide into the

Lucy Meskill