Veils—Tyler Rogness

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by Tyler Rogness

I think I smell a blackberry bush,
thought I saw a rabbit shoot away
like infants off to kindergarten.

I have to believe there’s a world
beneath the green pond muck—
a cosmos of need and met need—a path

beyond the curve in the path I missed. And
perhaps one alike in me. A lusty thing
always skittering away.

I want to dip my toes in the scum
and feel the fecund worlds I cannot see
before they slip away, sough

in the trees. It could just be me, but I doubt it.
I’ll always know the contours of blackberry juice
on the air. There’s a bush somewhere. Bet on it.

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Tyler Rogness is learning to sink into the small moments that fill a life. His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Ekstasis Magazine, The Rabbit Room, Sehnsucht, the Clayjar Review, and the Amethyst Review among other publications. More of his explorations in faith, life, and language can be found at awakingdragons.com.