Enterprise

Enterprise

Visitant

Heavy blooms expose
their fleshy bodies
in such enterprise
among the dunes—
as mine to yours.

Such immeasurable delight:
the pale lips of the iris
curling to the listless sky.

In its assault on the shore,
the throbbing surf
folds again and again.

Somewhere through the mist
a gull is flying low,
calling out.


This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is bribruce.jpg

This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is twitter.png

Award-winning author and Pushcart Prize nominee, California poet Bri Bruce (writing as B. L. Bruce) has been called the “heiress of Mary Oliver.” With a bachelor’s degree in literature and creative writing from the University of California at Santa Cruz, her work has appeared in dozens of anthologies, magazines, and literary publications, including The Wayfarer Journal, Canary, Northwind Magazine, The Soundings Review, and The Monterey Poetry Review, among many others. Most recently her work has appeared in the American Haiku Society’s Frogpond JournalThe Remnant Archive, Emerge Literary Journal, and Le Merle Poetry…

View original post 155 more words

Poem “North” in Visitant

Poem “North” in Visitant

NORTH For a moment in the calm,between gusts of wind:the faint push of air beneath wing.The northern harrier drifts abovea flowering field of yellow mustard. Bobbing among the eddies,the murre learn centuriesof the waterwork and currents,driven unthinking by whatwe cannot know. Farther still, the north horizonis choked with fog;the clover lies trampled by salt windalong [...]

North

North

Visitant

For a moment in the calm,
between gusts of wind:
the faint push of air beneath wing.
The northern harrier drifts above
a flowering field of yellow mustard.

Bobbing among the eddies,
the murre learn centuries
of the waterwork and currents,
driven unthinking by what
we cannot know.

Farther still, the north horizon
is choked with fog;
the clover lies trampled by salt wind
along the clifftop.

I turn my face into the sun.
Were it not for some small
burning ember,
I’d have lifted my arms
and fallen into the sea.


Award-winning author and Pushcart Prize nominee, California poet Bri Bruce (writing as B. L. Bruce) has been called the “heiress of Mary Oliver.” With a bachelor’s degree in literature and creative writing from the University of California at Santa Cruz, her work has appeared in dozens of anthologies, magazines, and literary publications, includingThe Wayfarer Journal, Canary, Northwind…

View original post 188 more words

Excerpt from Award-Winning Poetry Collection, ‘The Weight of Snow’

More autumn months graced by frost,the flowering quince dies. I set outto walk the edge of the woods,think of all the pleasures in being alone. c. B. L. BruceFirst published by the Soundings Review PURCHASE COLLECTION Follow B. L. Bruce Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thepoesis/Twitter: https://twitter.com/the_poesis

Call for Submissions of Poetry, Short Prose & Art

Call for Submissions of Poetry, Short Prose & Art

Humana Obscura is now accepting submissions of poetry, prose/short fiction, and art for its Spring/Summer 2021 issue! Submissions will remain open until end of February 2021. WHAT WE’RE LOOKING FOR While we are open to style, we’re looking for work that is nuanced, raw, and imagistic with strong elements of the natural world or the [...]

Letter from the Editor: Humana Obscura’s Inaugural Issue

On the release of the inaugural issue of Humana Obscura, a new bi-annual independent literary magazine, founding editor-in-chief Bri Bruce shares the origin and mission of the publication, and what she hopes it will achieve in future issues. Humana Obscura was born to capture, curate, and share the experience of others and their relationship to [...]

New Lit Mag ‘Humana Obscura’ Fall/Winter 2020 Issue One OUT NOW!

New Lit Mag ‘Humana Obscura’ Fall/Winter 2020 Issue One OUT NOW!

It’s officially here! The Fall/Winter 2020 Issue of #humanaobscura, the inaugural issue, is now available! We are incredibly impressed by the quality of work in this beautiful first issue, and sincerely welcome all of our contributors to this creative community we’ve built—and hope to continue to expand. Without your work, this would not be possible. The issue [...]