This poem was inspired by thinking about the Metamorphoses of Apuleius, and specifically the myth therein of Eros and Psyche, and by thinking about the process of becoming as Godlike as possible.
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Ara
Ara is a constellation in the southern hemisphere that is named for an incense censer or altar. In the myths, this is the altar where Zeus and his allies swore oaths to defeat the Titans. each vow the Gods speaka dart traveling, perfumingmaking an altar the contact spacethick murmurations of smoke omeningheld fast is the … Continue reading Ara
Six Prayers to Nantosuelta
These are six of the seven prayers that I wrote for Nantosuelta for the nights that I was praying to her, and in the spirit of devotional offerings, I am making them available here. "Six Prayers for Nantosuelta" (this specific set of poems) by Kaye Boesme is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International … Continue reading Six Prayers to Nantosuelta
For Aphrodite Ourania
No image could capture you,O Ouranic Aphrodite, great queen —we must fragment our view to even glimpse a shadow.How could material capture a beautyunseen and summited beyond thought,you who basks in dripping light? What image could render youwithin the chasm-like Hestiaof yourself, completely hidden?Your chariot's immense power?That blazing-bright morning stardancing through its phases,or the tender, … Continue reading For Aphrodite Ourania
From the Middle of a Hectic Week
once again,I am scatteredwithout priority,as if I have unbridledmyself —my options a chaos: read work dream pray go still press on talk listen write be verse. Monday, in spin,my right foot came loosefrom its clip.I had a sudden sense of pedaling unmoored,a flock of startled heartbeats, a panic —while my always-steady left legstill cycled dutifully … Continue reading From the Middle of a Hectic Week
A New Lunar Month
On the new-sliver Moon,I wipe away the dust of daysthat waned as time swelled,spent incense, and wax drippings.I light the candle hungeringfor the fire to quicken it. I eat chocolate-date rice toastand drink morning matcha and cleanand come to still prayer at lastwhile the summer light brightensthe blinds and plants curl up,my waking too late … Continue reading A New Lunar Month
Here, Below
Among the milkweed and sedge, horizon line far from our estimation, we lay under the neverday sky, tugged by what were not autumn breezes. What course is best to pour open, we thought — each of us so certain in our answers when we rose to descend — whiplike checks of boxes, dealbreakers. Who is … Continue reading Here, Below
Verse and Matter
In 2022, one goal I set was to read more poetry. After November 2021, while processing many challenging emotions, I found some amazing poems that put things into perspective and that made me feel connected to humanity in a way that was difficult given the stress I was under and how difficult I found it … Continue reading Verse and Matter
Now
It is all too much. My mind, off to anywhere peaceful, anchors down upon the flower-thick sky.WASP-121b’s titanium rainsfall fast and hard, down and in.How fast do its ripping windscurl back to the beginning?Can I exist in every space of my owntidally-locked becoming,a calm oasis from extremesturbulent and beautiful?The water splits apart, arid,the soul has … Continue reading Now
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