This week our yearlong poetry project is featuring the publisher of Spectrum and organizer of the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Festival (among many other titles), Don Kingfisher Campbell, because this project, in addition to giving our local voices a platform, is also about connecting our local voices with the larger poetic community of Southern California and beyond.
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Dive into the sun to find opened eyes
An empty sky, full of ghosts
Smile because trees become bare
Carcasses on snowy streets
A monkey dreamt the cosmos, found a house
To sit in, gaze at an apple, stare at a fist
Pray in the wilderness, he said
We might as well be ants
But the scientific mind was high on civilization
They celebrated our rocks and roles
Envisioned the perfect you
Driving a lonely night freeway
Galloping to repopulate the stars
And play the game of movement through air
Read a poem on the shore, the sad cliffs watching
Us, eventually eaten by the shark mountain
As the lords in welkin have already seen
Ancient temple women in flames
Our babies litter the world like clouds
Say, hi god, teach me something
Don Kingfisher Campbell, MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University Los Angeles, has taught Writers Seminar at Occidental College Upward Bound for 35 years, been a coach and judge for Poetry Out Loud, a performing poet/teacher for Red Hen Press Youth Writing Workshops, Los Angeles Area Coordinator and Board Member of California Poets In The Schools, poetry editor of the Angel City Review, publisher of Spectrum and the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly, leader of the Emerging Urban Poets writing and Deep Critique workshops, organizer of the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Festival, and host of the Saturday Afternoon Poetry reading series in Pasadena, California. For awards, features, and publication credits, please go to: http://dkc1031.blogspot.com
