The Moya View

Tag: Mundus Artium

  • The Honey Alone

    The Honey Alone

    I wrote The Honey Alone after watching bees swarm near a shed in late summer; the scene became a study in pressure and inheritance. The poem examines how sweetness and labor coexist in the same body without sentiment or explanation.

  • Large Language Questions

    Large Language Questions

    I wrote Large Language Questions while testing how grammar itself can fracture under pressure. Each question turns syntax into a physical object—hinge, blade, lock—so that language becomes a machine grinding against desire.

  • Ars Poetica

    Ars Poetica

    I wrote Ars Poetica while sorting through my own books, watching mold consume the faces of poets I admired. The poem confronts the rot of memory and authorship—how even our self-published titles soften under time’s pressure, yet remain proof of persistence.

  • Vestige

    Vestige

    I wrote Vestige out of the memory of my mother’s rituals—how care and vigilance could harden into preservation. The poem began with the image of towels draped over thorns, a gesture that felt both protective and sacrificial. I wanted to explore how domestic acts—counting, tending, washing—become ceremonies of control and grief. The poem’s tone is…

  • TICONDEROGA

    TICONDEROGA

    TICONDEROGA began as a meditation on the physical relationship between body and object—specifically, the pencil as a site of memory, refusal, and violence. I wanted to write a poem that treated the pencil as a forensic artifact. The bite marks, the flaking paint, the taste of wood—all of these are real, bodily details. The poem…