creative process

by Tamara K. Walker

Fluid fragments turn over each other continuously;

            melting goldfish becoming their own pond,

                        the ruthless cycle of amber motif,

                                    the continuous waterwheel of nature/nurture/natural  nourishment.

                                                or a metaphor for molecular motion.  Diffusion equilibrium.

She takes each "one" up, loves and discards them, discards them conservationally.

        ;                                       out of a pumice Pez dispenser.

They don't matter, now.  To be inside the mind of a process, to grasp unflailingly

the ecstasy of sudden sunlight shed

starkly, blindingly on humble geometries, to shatter violently

the simple structure of crystalline contentment

with the fragrant puce sledgehammer

of treasured ataxia

is to stand upon the scattered

fractal

fragments,

sharp as nanowire,

 glistening intensity

meaning?  meaning, meaning, meaning…

mourning?  morning, mourning, morning…

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Bio: Tamara K. Walker resides in Colorado and primarily writes short fiction of unusual varieties, as well as poetry often in originally East Asian forms adapted into English—such as tanka and sijo—in addition to ghazals and other forms with a dystopian sensibility. One of her short stories, "Camisole" (The Conium Review, Vol. 4) was a 2015 Pushcart Prize nominee. Her first chapbook, Fabric Heart, is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press. Her fiction has appeared in The Cafe Irreal, A cappella Zoo, The Conium Review and Melusine, among others. Her poems have been published in Lavender Review, indefinite space, The Ghazal Page, Eastern Structures, LYNX, Ribbons, Star*Line, Atlas Poetica, Moonbathing and various other journals.  She may be found online at http://tamarakwalker.weebly.com.