The new moon can’t bear to show her face. On the baseball field a pair of geese preen in peace. Coralberry blooms around the Contemplation Circle, gifting a quick hello from a hummingbird among the conifers. In my headphones: a score composed for the planets. My little pigeon-scattering companion chases the breeze as we move toward the castle. His clover-damp mustache and paws get lost among tufts of untamed lawn. How strangely lush the months-grown grass. How red the wet underbelly of an acorn. Pine-blonde tail flexes as a squirrel bows toward a burial. Behind the ivy of the stone-tucked transverse, lights and wails move west towards home.
Kait Walser is a New York City-based poet and nonprofit copywriter. She holds an M.F.A. from Wilkes University, where she won the 2013 Etruscan Prize. Kait has facilitated workshops, curated, and hosted readings for Union Square Slam and At the Inkwell NYC. She was awarded a 2015 Delaware Highlands Conservancy Artist Residency and a 2020 Brooklyn Poets fellowship. Her work appears online in Poems in the Afterglow, Indolent Books’ 2020 election series, and the print anthology In Absentia: Reflections on the Pandemic (Bicycle Comics, 2020), among others.
