LR Young : Writing

I, Indebted

I, Indebted

A Poem by LR Young


held in one place, secure balancing a thousand stories about myself, my Scheherazade, wearing masks of words. how many ways are there to spell fo..
Jumping

Jumping

A Poem by LR Young


we have had many suddenly seeded dandelions, sent down for wintering, remarkable happenings to us (birthing into manifest destinies) yet I am the ..
Hunger

Hunger

A Poem by LR Young


I didn't know sadness had a hunger a well that pulled at sinew, the tallow of my one light burning slowly out, suffocated by opacities, desires fo..
Dogma

Dogma

A Poem by LR Young


Sorting through faith is worse than losing socks in the laundry. the whirlpool gods often demand argyle sacrifices; yet I am mismatched: saints ..
An Bealach t� Solas

An Bealach t� Solas

A Poem by LR Young


I used to know a lot about light. I could keep count the circles it would run about tugging on shadows to draw them long across the hillsides. Slee..
In the Middle-Days

In the Middle-Days

A Poem by LR Young


yesterday was the last fight, I felt its warmth glaze over the gold grasses the sloping into deep ravine valleys wet sashes, clinging to their aubu..
Bestowal

Bestowal

A Poem by LR Young


A year ago, I learned about Milton's obsession with light. Not only from radiant spheres above but, whole wisdom of this framed picture, this snaps..
Letters to John Colter (1808)

Letters to John Colter (1808)

A Poem by LR Young


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Colter
To Wordsworth

To Wordsworth

A Poem by LR Young


playing with high language.
For the Troubadour Friars

For the Troubadour Friars

A Poem by LR Young


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francis_of_Assisi