Snow Squall
Chilly winter guest:
Snow squall off of Pt. Aux Chien
erasing the sky!
Haiku
Testicles, icicles
Everything hangs useless now
that it
is winter!
Meetings
Ruby
Valley, June
Ground squirrels commune in the
road:
Open
range country
Passing Through
little viceroy,
drunk again on purple thistle:
summer is
passing
Ruby
Mountains in July
Along the
roadside
White mare, brown colt lie in sage:
Dawn, Ruby
Mountains
John Miatech’s poems speak of wild
places, of the spiritual relationship between humans and the Earth, of the
deeper belief that everything in the natural world is alive and connected, and
that you can find this out for yourself if you take the time. Growing up in
Michigan, John has lived in California for most of his adult life. This has
allowed him to roam the rich landscape of lakes and rivers, deserts, mountains
and forests that these two regions provide, giving him a deep bond with the
secret places of both areas, and with the voices that speak within their
borders. His work has appeared in Anesthesia Review, BlazeVox, RiverSedge,
Cellar Roots, Big River Poetry Review, Savasvati, Blue Lake Review and Northwest Review.