Where to Go Among the Chaos

karla k. morton

March 20, 2020

I cannot explain to you

what God is,

that is his job,

if you care to listen,

or how he is in that thin shaft

of sunlight

coming down through the window,

But here is his porch,

among the trestled clematis

and the Ponderosa pine;

and here is his doorbell

of joy.

I’ll leave you now,

to walk in.

2010 Texas Poet Laureate karla k. morton is taking advantage of the current isolation and is embedded into the New Mexican mesas working on her forthcoming poetry book written to help culturally preserve and protect our national parks (TCU Press, Fall 2020).

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