Poems by Rachel Rose Teferet
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Budding
by Rachel Rose Teferet
From Canary Spring 2019
Rachel lives in the Bear River Watershed, upon the banks of Wolf Creek, where she howls under full moons. She goes often to the Yuba River, where she drapes herself on sunny rocks and writes poetry and romantic comedies in the shade of the willows.
Still, in the pause
between
sleeping
dreaming
the creek whispers
half-moon lullabies
and the young buck
browses the blackberries
velvet antlers
budding with stars
© Rachel Rose Teferet
Rain
by Rachel Rose Teferet
on a day
that has not stopped
raining for weeks
one day spanning
every day of hidden
sun. The roads
buckle
the mine shafts
collapse
revealing swiss-cheese
cavities where the gold
should have been
but now only empty
tunnels like prolapsed
arteries thick with
mercury arsenic sludge
and the ghosts
of crazy white men.
© Rachel Rose Teferet
Rain on Dry Leaves
by Rachel Rose Teferet
From Canary Fall 2019
drumming frog song
the last cicada hum.
Fragrant earth
breathing like an attar
in a base of sandalwood
and my bones
melt into my bed
dreaming past thin membranes,
illusions separating
me from you—
I swim
past the portal
to the source of rain
all water
at once
© Rachel Rose Teferet