by Regina Harris Baiocchi
smudge
the earth
Pole to Pole
with smoke from burning sage
that purifies roots & wings & softens tailwinds
breathe fresh life into lungs & plant new seeds. ground kites & planes
let rumbling quakes and thundering timpani roll with bass tremolos.
as woodwind tongues flutter, oceans will run to streams for direction.
let the Sun fly south this summer
and the moon reverse phases, until
each pulse is a reset metronome for
global harmonies that rise & fall to the
gentle rhythm of white sage burning
Regina Harris Baiocchi
*Fibonacci poem
Regina Harris Baiocchi writes notes and words to fill vessels called music, poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction. Regina authored Indigo Sound, Urban Haiku, Blues Haiku, Variations in Black Music and founded Haiku Festival Chicago. Her latest CD is Hammers, Pipes & Strings. “Scuppernong” (fiction) and “smudge” (Fibonacci, pandemic poem) debuted in Rat ‘n’ Rooster Journal of Speculative Fiction & Poetry.
