Eggs                                                                         By Cindy Rinne
After Mark Kantano and Alia Malley

Elliptical ink arcs
off fingers. Nepal rice
paper.       Soak.
White words or petals?

Eggs – 
careful curves, 
Now saying
repeat, splatter, soft crunch, 
shells      split,
good food.

Distant pointed rock. 
Peaks. Shadows

fall on right side
gray,      matte sky. 
There is no one else 


Printed newsprint. 
Afford eggs?
Slippage.      Eye of
the World. Eye of wisdom.

Brow point. 
Inner,      arid consciousness.

Cindy Rinne creates art and writes in San Bernardino, CA. Cindy is the author of several books  and a founding member of PoetrIE, a literary community.