“High Peaks” by Francesca J. Sidoti

You merge into me in the
your dark water face
reflecting hidden
Sharing volcanic streams,
we flow
above the trees,
rise to explode
in plasma-packed clouds,
a universe’s chaos blown
for birds’ reflected flight.
The solar surface rocks.
On your slopes and
I wrap sheets of
cooling night
breathing in you
and, lifted,
fly with the flocks.


Moonstone Poetry Readings, June 2023, in honor of Nikki Giovanni, via East of the Sun, West of the moon