Our Lady of Lengthening Days
Consider, Lady, how we winterstarve, choke on dark
Consider thaw, the word itself a soft unbuttoning into awe
Consider the hillocks of...
A Temple In The World
Bruised early, easily, that mangoed aircorrupted in the senses, burdened them.Everything trampled in the press of rainsurrendered—daily, in the season—freshintoxication,...
Giant
The giant is there
beside you.
The giant is the model of
absurdity.
The giant is the model of
grandeur.
Look
at his fist.
Look
at his grin.
Look
at his eyes.
The giant undercuts us...
The Taste of Blueberries
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Oh, yes, it could
have been another
season of waking
to the blueberries
that swelled, ripened during
the...
This hungry map
“Every sensitive person carries in himself old cities enclosed by ancient walls”
—Robert Walser (1878-1956)
Inside, no room for breath.
And a muddy field everywhere
By...
Wait For Me
Someday, when I have stopped feeling sad,I will tell you a story. About the helicopterspiraling into a skyscraper. About chin hairsplucked in...
October 31st, 1998
After our mothers turned into coyotes
& tore into the woods, moonlight silvering
their fresh furs, we sat on your porch
& instead of trading...
The Doing
The sun, having come,has now paled the veiland bronze, having cast,has tinted the sumps. Trees drag their flags,bag bursts of gusts.Plots of the landform...
