A Poem by Debra Kraft
Monday, August 11th, 2008“This poem came about as I began playing with alliteration,” says Debra Kraft of Pinckney, Michigan. “The recurring sound of the letter ‘s’ began to make me think of sand in a whispering wind, and ultimately of the dunes. Over a period of months, I found myself adding words, changing words, and experimenting with formats until I finally arrived at the current version, which is intended to give the visual appearance of a dune or hill that gradually descends from the summit, but not at a consistent angle. Portions of this poem, like the dunes that inspired it, remind me of being a child. Too small to make the climb, I slid backwards and giggled in “silly shrill squeals” with every step I took.”
Sleeping Bear Dunes
the wind
whispers sifting
shifting soft streams
of sliding sand gliding
sand swirling in swiftly
whipping a gift of frivolous
spores seeping into the pores of
every poured drifter who wanders
unwary enticing toes buried in sun
washed white grains it summons sweet
strains out of childish play an inane serenade
in silly shrill squeals such delicious soft peals
sneaking snickering laughs amidst challenging
gaffs from scavenging gulls scoring lost souvenirs
slyly ravaging holes in soul-stealing pride as each
downward ride sends more sand shifting and sifting
and drifting and streaming as sliders slip into dreaming
soon blissfully scheming to finally surrender to old mother
bear who’s always there watching awaiting her small island
cubs sand-worn and weary s u s p e n d e d i n t i m e
Debra Kraft attended Wayne State University as a merit scholar in the early 80s, where she studied under Detroit poet M.L. Liebler. Recent publishing credits include a poetry book published in 2004, and a fantasy novella, “A Throne’s Stowaway,” published last year in the web-based magazine Lorelei Signal. Her speculative poem “In the End” is expected to appear in Aberrant Dreams before the end of this year. More of her poetry can be found through her website, www.dmkraft.com.



