Sister Taxi Hopscotch lives in Cypress Park and works in the children's department of a library. She likes kites, scarecrows, Dia de los Muertos, old ska music and Celtic punk. Her New Year's resolutions for 2004 were to eat more fish and ride her bicycle more often. Her favorite children's book is Anansi and the Moss-Covered Rock, and just about any other trickster tale. Marie keeps telling her to write poetry, but she never listens.
time descends your alluvial staircase,
Silurian capsule of secreted, accreted halls
pulsing a radial rhythm of curl and foam.
Darwin’s whisper drowns in a whorled roar.
Yesterday’s oceans in my ear – stirrup, anvil, drum –
a beacon for all time.
Correlated time sweeps on
through hollow chambers of shrouded furniture:
A clock chimes, chimes--
time echoes past.
Sister Taxi Hopscotch