All posts by Sarah Webb

Retired from teaching English at the University of Science and Arts of Oklahoma, Sarah Webb co-edits the online Zen arts magazine Just This, as well as serving on the editorial board of All Roads Will Lead You Home. She edited poetry and fiction for USAO's multidisciplinary journal, Crosstimbers, for the twelve years of its existence. Her poetry and essays have appeared in a number of Zen publications, including Zen Bow (Rochester Zen Center) and Zen Gong (Montreal Zen Centre) Her poetry has been published regionally in publications such as The Texas Poetry Calendar and The Enigmatist and nationally in publications as diverse as The Magazine of Speculative Poetry and Apalachee Quarterly. Her poetry collection, Black, was released this December 2013 from Virtual Artists Collective (Chicago). Her writing reflects her abiding interest in the natural world, myth, and the sacred--and the root that underlies them all. bluebirdsw.blogspot.com/

At the Vent at Delphi

At the Vent at Delphi

Stop with me here.
The footholds that you see,
the rotting ladder down–
no one climbs back.

The air has a green taste.
It tells what people want to know,
what you will ask to know,
things no one should know.

Cities form here, children and gold,
the blood of battle on the stones.
Strangeness past telling–
the half-born, malformed,
godlings, beasts who struggle and fall.
Here all issues and is strange.

I have answered? And you do not understand?
It makes no matter.
We cannot open the box words make.

Walk with me, if you will.

The walls of the village gleam.
Limbs stir the moon.
The plastered stones speak.
The leaves speak.
Here too all issues and is strange.