#b ferguson

[lunamonchtuna]

— B. Ferguson, an excerpt from “Parkside & Ocean”, featured in You Are Here: Poetry in the Natural World (Milkweed Editions, 2024) (via lunamonchtuna)

[smakkabagms]

“Old dream, will either of us return to what we once were? to when?” b ferguson

[seekingstars]

PARKSIDE & OCEAN - b ferguson

[starsalvation]

—b ferguson, Parkside & Ocean

[salamanderinspace]

b. ferguson

[joywritesj]

there is a kind of memory that feels, somehow suddenly, like a wound, though not always, not until one wanders back through: the dark, damp alley the only path toward home

every place I have loved has forced me to leave.

-b ferguson, from "Parkside & Ocean", You Are Here:

Poetry in the Natural World

[novafigura]

PARKSIDE & OCEAN

there is a kind of memory that feels, somehow suddenly, like a wound, though not always, not until one wanders back through: the damp, dark alley the only path toward home—every place i have loved has forced me to leave. and then there is memory as one might always wish: bejeweled, like sugar on the tongue upon reentry. what is the name for the scent that whispers mother, the twanged hue of evening that gestures island, limestone, cane, spume? Flatbush, i have sauntered away from everything that has called me kin now, as i have before, but in what little time we have left, let me remember you, let me remember what lay beneath your weather—your snow-born streams, your troubled foliage. guinep, worship, convenience, heel and toe. old dream, will either of us return to what we once were? to when?

b ferguson from You Are Here: Poetry in the Natural World, ed. Ada Limón (2024)