Last year I decided to write some poems with biblical images whose connection was inward more than outward. I hoped they would have a dream-like quality. As I started writing, I decided to use a traditional form—the sonnet—to contrast with the unusual imagery.
The result was four sonnets that I collectively titled, “Dream Sonnets.” I have featured the third one below. All four sonnets will appear in my next book, Event Horizon, which I plan to self-publish this year.
Wandering over fields, a branching vine dangles taut fruit. Groups of branches twine, forming limbs that reach to distal strands and then morph into toes, feet, fingers, hands; the weaving vines form muscle fibers, contours, body shape. The vine becomes a man. He waits there while a woman holding flowers ambles down the aisle to give her hand to him in church. They make their vows and marry with a kiss. The wedding party forms an archway for the couple with their arms and then becomes a bright pavilion. Airy, luminous clouds with myrrh and cinnamon scent come down to make a home and fill the tent.
A Wandering Minstrel 