Dark River, Wings of Glass was written in the aftermath of the mass murder that occurred at Umpqua Community College, Oregon, on October 1, 2015, and is meant to honor those nine whose lives were taken that day and those students and colleagues who survived that terrible act of gun violence.
One section of the poem is posted below; I have posted the entire poem on the Publications Gallery page, which can be reached by clicking on the tab just above.
North and South form one grieving
river, long called bring across
as though we could
gather in our arms all nine
like a spray of flowers
enfolded in our embrace, their vessel.
Instead we gather
for them, on a hill far away, an overlook
above rapids, in unrelenting
rain, uncertain sun. Gone
we want them
in roses pinned to blackness, a solitary
ivory turned the color of rust
eight red ones darkening;
in tesserae: blue river, meadow green, red
sky in morning: transformed
into dragonflies, as though nine
had landed lightly
there, on the retaining
wall, bearing in that lightness
some word for us.