wailing stars flee above me as ground yields or doesn’t yield and I run standing I run
heartbeatbirdgod run run in dumb sleep moaning eating digging I am all run all I am even run as I tell thee these words hear the scrape of thy pencil against the paper as you write my runningwords can you hear on such things I see I see through all whiteness see through you and they see within see my name my name is no name no name I am inside I run and when I find there I will be rocking a sun and moonshine singing yes inside me I will not stop all around everywhere I follow the underneath to the bellows down down into the beingplace I follow feet fleet fast fingers running over the bend of the coming yes to elsewhere yesyes to elsewhere where I run outside my skin
Veronica Golos is the author of A Bell Buried Deep (Nicholas Roerich Poetry Prize), and Vocabulary of Silence (Red Hen Press) winner of the New Mexico Book Award. She is the co-editor of the Taos Journal of International Poetry & Art, and Poetry Editor of the Journal of Feminist Studies in Religion.