Silver Sage
En route to Montecatini-Terme, Federica asks us,
jet-lagged and bleary eyed, if we know how to spot
the olive trees
speckled along the sloping countryside.
Laura’s voice...
At the memory care center, the parlor resembles
what was once my grandmother’s bedroombut with artificial flowers.Dixie cups swirl with pink ice cream,the coffee table...
Pulling air into a tight vortex
spins into a poem, readymade. I knew nothing of
how poems came to be, so willed them. Like
waterspouts, they twirled...
Lightboxes
Yoko Ono – Cut Piece (1965)
interactive performance with artist and scissors, filmed at Carnegie Recital Hall
Faith Ringgold – American People #20: Die (1967)
oil on...
With Wind
The curtain breathes
when I give birth
to death, its push
from open windows:
out. They mark
my door with a leaf
to say, There is
no breath inside
this...
And it’s only June
Dusk, in Clarkdale, Arizona, an old
copper mining town now hip with
art galleries and wineries. At our
Airbnb, we lie naked, on top...
