Posts tagged heidy steidlmayer.

You would think
the sea was blind
to me as I stare out,
deaf to the dull
pull of waters that
promise, if not love,
then love or nothing.


    — Heidy Steidlmayer, Scylla (thanks, grammatolatry)

Posted by weissewiese
  










Without a scar, he stood—

as the men make their way
into the quaking wood.


    — Heidy Steidlmayer, “Grendel’s Mother”

Posted by aubade