Poetry by Nathalie Kuroiwa-Lewis

Lee Coursey CC




Anything Can Happen 

And it usually does.
The man in the bear suit breaking into your car at midnight.
The stealing of chickens in the frozen food section.
That house on the corner.
The swat team with gas masks carefully in order.
The explosions, the breaking of sky, of glass.
If only you had known.

The signs already there. In your dream,
the horse riders on the hill,
the face in the cupped hands, 
the black ships in the night.

Yet, there is a candelabra 
in every dark bar. The chihuahua
running to you, jumping, twirling
telling you, take of this life, 
take of this bone,
here anything is possible,
you, dear one, are possible.






Once There Was A Raven

                                                                           After “Once A Whale” by Ian U Lockaby

that did not know 
                               it was a raven

it thought          it swam in the deep blue Jetstream

it thought          it leapt     up and over
it thought          it was a silver shining salmon

coming back to some home                    far away

it thought           I live in a Cornflower
I live      in the Indigo

O Take of me, O Holy, Holy Night.






Chance Of Rain Tomorrow

Or maybe something bigger.
We just don’t know.
The electric white Tower on the Tarot card upside down. 
Bright red fires in the windows, a man and woman jumping into the sky, blue silks flowing, 
arms out, bonsai or banzai.
We do not know.
Rotational velocity has a lot to do with it,
pH levels, jet streams, lenticular clouds.
The breaker keeps breaking.
A woman eats her corndog.
No one knows what the numbers really mean.
The solar flares fizz and pop, rock candy in your mouth.
We could not hear the storm while it was happening.
The roof ripped from the house.
A degree off and the sheet metal travels.
Dogs barking in the winds.
The hole in the sewing needle, that finely gradated, distributed space.
You have lived on the edge of a cliff, and did not know it.

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Nathalie Kuroiwa-Lewis is a Professor of English at Saint Martin’s University, a private, Benedictine liberal arts university located in the Pacific Northwest.  She is published in periodicals such as The Book Of Matches, The Madrona Project, and Cirque, among others. Nathalie also serves on the board of the Olympia Poetry Network and lives in Olympia, Washington.  She is half French-Canadian and speaks both French and English fluently and enjoys travelling.


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