after a print by Bill Fleming
Caught squared in intricate sepia
crosshatch as if in a matrix
of Devonian or Cretaceous stone,
little galaxy of chamber and septa,
whose spiraling Saint Fibonacci learned
from thinking of breeding rabbits:
one, one, two, three, five,
eight, thirteen, thirty-four,
on to infinity -
as fractals also infinitely
iterate their complex patterning
across all scales.
Look -
this frozen turbulence,
sweet snail once living:
reach in, reach
in to feel
its unending pulsing
heart.
Fractal Nautilus by B. J. Buckley | Garden Lavender Poetry Reed Diffuser Set
$20.00Price
B. J. Buckley has worked as a Teaching Artist, Literature, in Arts-in-Schools-and-Communities programs throughout the Rocky Mountain West and Midwest United States for more than 50 years. Her most recent books of poems are In January, the Geese, The Comstock Review's 35th Anniversary Prize Winning Chapbook; Flyover Country, a Spur Award Finalist, Pine Row Press 2024; and Night Music, Finishing Line Press 2024.
