C.M. Rivers

"I only borrowed this dust." ~ Stanley Kunitz


Journal

  • Winter Things

    The cardinal, for one, content to go about his business.  The fox, for another, at ease for the moment in his auburn jacket.  The groundhog, wisely putting off her errands until March, depending on the weather.  The soft gaze of the doe regarding me, seeming for a brief moment to consider me as something vaguely… Read more

  • Circles

    If I didn’t have to go to work today, I’d write a clever turn-of-phrase or a cryptic suggestion only you would understand the meaning of. I’d spend my time among the dead, paying my respects with a few well-put-together lines destined to become a classic. I’d write a poem for you because you’ve been on… Read more

  • How To Carry Soup

    How To Carry Soup

    “Time now to gather the wild grain of yourself, kindle the spark of yourself…” Read more

  • Walkabout

    Walkabout

    “Alone as you feel, you are with all the world” Read more

  • Beep Beep!

    The state trooper walked so slowly up to my driver’s side window, it had to have been deliberate.  Either that, or he was trying to mimic what he’d seen in all those Looney Tunes cartoons he’d watched as a boy. The only sounds were those of July cicadas, one other passing car, and the trooper’s… Read more

  • Connecting Poetry With Song

    Connecting Poetry With Song

    Two powerful songs that resonate just as much now as they did decades ago Read more