Poetry: Pilgrimage

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drawn by liquid chemistry
redolence of home
I made my way to you
like a salmon to natal streams


but did not find you


you, out of reach—a few blocks west
a mile north, fields brimming


July heat and amber as I drove
tear-bleary on that road
so alone


years later when I found you
we looked at each other like pilgrims
stumbling our peregrine way
past fresh graves—resigned


the lone wanderers

yet the throb-thrumming of hearts
drew us—awakened unaware


to desire
unlikely arrivals


we counted our seeds
planted greenhouses, fields fertile
with craving
flesh and blood enfolded—


the consummation of careful steps
at once overtaken to opulence


blushed abundance
tendrils of ardor
patterns of resilience and life
head-spinning
unstoppable

{Published in the May 2023 issue of Friends Journal}

Tricia Gates Brown

Tricia Gates Brown has worked as a professional editor and co-writer since the mid-2000s. Though the bulk of her current work is for the National Park Service and Native tribes, her expertise is broad. She has experience in academic and creative writing and strives to honor an author’s tone while improving a written piece. She holds a PhD from University of St. Andrews and edits everything from academic works to poetry, while her own essays, creative nonfiction, and poetry have appeared widely in journals. A 2022 Independent Publishers Award (IPPY) Bronze Medal was awarded to her novel Wren.

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