Photograph by Casey Kretzmer |
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OUT ON THE REACH
by Frank Dixon Graham out on the reach that binds the earth to sky to sea, there is a green beacon, searching out the drunken ship. empty vessel brightens, lessens, torches and speaks— giving light as the moon spills tunnels of water, wave over wave, spray taking spray, white foam, blue foam passages cleanse, wash and whistle the pulled-back beach like chattering salt-bones. age reaps calloused rock; chitonous shell drinks the sea from the breath of the sea. |
Frank Dixon Graham grew up in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma, a suburb of Tulsa. At the beginning of his poetry career, he moved to Boston. He has studied under Daniel Bosch, Naomi Shihab Nye, Richard Moore, Geoff Olesner, and Cheryl Gravis to name a few. Recently, Frank moved to California’s state capitol where he engages in political activism and serves as a board member for the Sacramento Poetry Center and managing editor for Poetry Now. 
California Sky 
Hand Stand 
The Convergence of the Sacramento and the American Rivers 
Afternoon Lake 
Floating Flowers 
Tower Theater, Sacramento 
K Street Ally, Sacramento 
Tower Bridge Sacramento |
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