November 2021
Bio Note: I was born Down Under, which explains my line breaks and the way I pronounce ‘sorry’ and ‘tomorrow’. My latest collection, Attached, Poetry of Suffix, was just released from dancing girl press. I have five other chapbooks, two Pushcart Prize nominations, and quite a few chickens.
Eldorado Nights
The mourning doves have
ceased their lamentation,
the cholla’s piercing silhouette
has faded behind an indigo curtain
What is left of a busy
day has settled onto
a branch deep in the juniper
Now the moon
begins to oversee this
high desert of eyeshine and coil,
rustle and howl
And over the hill,
a fanfare of yip as
the triumph of a kill
crescendos into the paving
of our dreams,
bumpy paths of
fang and footfall
Along the Santa Fe Trail
To get to Trader Joe’s,
a quick jaunt along
the wagon trail before we
turn onto West Cordova
to grab some baby carrots
and cold brew coffee
Then back into the wagon
with kombucha,
without oxen,
honouring and respect
settling in at
each stoplight,
glowing
©2021 Katrin Talbot
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