Isn’t the Whole World Your Comfort

 

Tell me, ancestors, who now see with clear eyes
from the bright mountains where you now live,
are you no longer afraid?
Isn’t the whole world your comfort
splashed in the light of things,
and the clear mountains where you now live.
The valleys lean toward you, and
the Great Milky Way is your pathway
and soft sand underfoot.
I would walk the long road to the village at dusk,
the sunset behind me, knowing I’d find you.
Now you live in the Soul of the World.
Be near me in tenderness: humankind is not made for
too much aloneness. I have nothing to hide from,
do not turn me away; take me into to your firelight.
I am not always the hazy-minded kind of my species.
At what point does one come to know what is sacred?
Grandma, I ask you with an aching heart,
do not hide these last days from me.
Poetry by Gentle J. Pine

My Latest Publications

I am pleased to announce that my poetry has been published in two literary journals, with another set to be published in the summer of 2018.

My poem, Continental Drift, has been published in the latest issue of Stonecoast Review Literary Arts Journal (Winter 2017, Issue No. 8).

Another one of my poems, Fine Print, has been published in Brickplight Issue 8.

Forthcoming in June of 2018 will be my poem, Teenager, published in Illuminations Literary Magazine at the College of Charleston.