Tea-Bagged
That idiotic doctor smiling down at me as if I am a Christmas leg of lamb ready to carve into my chest searching for a purse of gold and municipal…
“Only Black and White Dreams,” “Stanton Avenue Blues,” and “Once I Was”
only black and white dreams the cat, new to birding after 15 years, stalks three crows on television they rummage through winter she’ s dressed for…
“My Fifteenth Year,” “Done to Death,” and “Notes from Hermosillo”
My Fifteenth Year I remember the schools of dead carp on the riverbank, the bonfires, the first booze and the first smoke rolling through me like…
Unendingly Picturesque: A Pulchritudinous Sonnet
I am through a superb window---looking. An angel of feeling awakes in me. The dreamy oak-trees stand alway* leafless. The native auspicious cue** is…
“Resurrection,” “Feed Us,” “Shadow of a Dream,” and Other Poems
Resurrection At last, you picked up the brush my spirit soars in quiet anticipation, you create my insubstantial shadow extract my emotion, and…
“Neatly Broken Streets,” “While I Was Out Grocery Shopping,” and “Sabotage”
neatly broken streets first easter spent in the land of bent spoons, neatly broken streets coltrane is a lonesome memory in an alley down the road i…
“After it Rains Here,” “The Coming Spring,” and “In My Cups”
After it Rains Here After it rains here: The parking lots, the streets, They smell even worse than before. As if all the refuse and rot has been…
The Hours of Their Voyage
"Time with its moon-shape here, Time with its widening star circles, Time small as a pebble." ---H.D., Helen in Egypt, Leuké, Book 7, Part 4 Dramatis…
“Ode to Timbuktu,” “Classical Allusions,” and “Lightning Strikes Twice”
Ode to Timbuktu If only our youth were engrossed with Prokofiev and Buddhism, as were Ezra Pound and his pals back in the day; if only the young…
“A Walk in Life,” “To E.ME.,” and “Quiet World”
A Walk in Life I am the antithesis of your life; At the antipodes of your thoughts I lie. Now, masked in my loneliness I do hide, And I dread the…
