Listening to Li Po’s Garden

James Hughes Cadence in the sun And you and I the feel Of the green indifference, Afternoon set upon the lawn- A scene acceptant. We apart as two are one In every shape that moves Along the grass, not as Troubled bones in flesh announced; Our shadows lie behooved Among the garden blooms- Pasted by… More

Las Grietas, Galapagos

James Hughes The earth crusts with dry clay only inches from the shallow water line; as if the salt grains drink the moisture greedily and starve the cactus lives. We walk the lava stones and stumble on their fringes— loose, misshapen stairs adrift above brackish panes of sea in whose aqueous windows we gaze the… More