Malinda Poetry

First there were no words and I didn’t understand; then there were some and there was clarity later still, we could talk baby words...

And the entire universe its barbed mysteries faint-lighted in the nutshelling of human error and eye-limit is mover and moved in those fara...

From nowhere to nowhere and to everywhere too a 360 degree swirl makes an island a collage-land painter-perfected by a craft ...

Reed songs are for certain dawns where guards step out of guardstone and flowers un-garland and return home Reed songs slip by riverbed and ...

You were a memory and a name an ember that resisted ashing a come-go thing that touched and went and your eyes when they arrived were not th...

Scavenger eye-sore bad-news at the door step identifier of squalor and discard; sentinel and purifier, an unsatiable city’s unsung remnant-p...

she is every child who kept sun and moon mom and dad in free float and fall from fall and stray with fingertipped love and the indesc...