The Second Arrow: A Book of Illustrated Poetry

By Sahli A. Cavallaro

This book of poetry is about transitions and duality. The book sails along the usually dim boundary between the conscious and unconscious. It harbors along the way at surrealism, Zen Buddhism, transgender/LGBT issues, animal rights/ethology, naturalism, racism, dialectics, and dualism. The author is an analytically trained, psycho- dynamic, and practicing psychologist. While as a practitioner, she discretely challenges the tradition of therapist as blank slate, as a poet she openly celebrates the beauty of full disclosure, the inspiration of mystery, and the delectability of the undefinable One. Suffering is inevitable but, also electable, as the second arrow strikes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Dec 16, 2020
• ISBN: 9781664137509

Sahli A. Cavallaro

Sahli A Cavallaro is a native New Yorker practicing clinical psychology in Sacramento California. She comes from a family tradition of poets so she started writing poetry as a young child. Her great great grandfather was a poet who had read humorous animal poetry, like other common poets in Sicily, in town squares at the foot hills of Mount Etna. Her poetry is inspired by William Carlos Williams, Garcia Lorca and May Swenson and reflects the influences of surrealism, Zen, naturalism, animal ethology/ecology and LGBT issues. Sahli lives with her two dogs, kayak and Mac in California.

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Rev. date: 12/14/2020

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CONTENTS

Lumens

Crossing the Line

A Sybarite’s Boredom

Maria Flaca

Curtains

This was once a great cave of torches...

Amen

The Second Arrow

Complicit

The Normal Door w/o Trial and Error

We Met at the Soda Machine

COV’D is Setting Us Free

Cross Species Beauty

Light is Free

The New Girl

JaenLon and the Taxi Ride

Jeanett’s Impediment

How to Play Dead

Edits

How to Snap a Whip

I am just your reflection

I

II

Lilly

Way to Build a Bat Box

Tiger Hunting in India

Way to Build a Turtle Habitat

That Blanket is Mine

The Water

Comfort Just Got a Makeover

Riding on Empty and Sunk in the Grass

The Store: Halls of Clothing Corpses

Tributes to Transgender: I and II

I

II

On Growing a Penis

ESO

I am not thinking of you

Idiomatic Love

Upstairs Man

Ghost Guessed

Shoo Fly

If Insects Disappeared

Suspended After a Departure:

Dog Becomes Buddha

The Make-up Trance

Rough Draft

City of Hope: The Peril of Saving Lives

Faineant

I Am Not Thinking About You

Found A heart

Fulgent Finery Brilliant clouds

Two Moons No longer grazing

How to Float

LUMENS

The Negev by day

is a

War Zone.

Soldiers streaming with their

Oozes.

Like columns of ants

delivering the abundance

of a day.

Along a one lane highway

I pick them up in

My truck.

I am just an

Observer.

There’s a naked and

baked desolation here, stark

Unapologetic,

In the height of the day.

Everything is the color

Of sand and camouflage.

Blankness bristles with

Danger.

Two soldier passengers

Load up the bed with grenades

and great guns.

I want to tell them

I am a trapper observer

Doing the same

Watch wait

And hope they take the bait.

Daylight gives visible weight

To our intentions.

Traveling the same road

To Beersheba

At night

The earthly business

Of waiting and trapping

Or killing

Has disappeared.

The night has melted the skyline

And I drive through the

Middle of

Space