“Exile on Washington Street,” “Like Winter Into Spring,” “The Brotherhood of Night Drivers,” and “In the Valley of Zero”

Exile on Washington Street The collected mass bays for blood. “Kill him” and “Crucify him,” they sing through assorted smiles. This is no ordinary…


“The Rebirth of Pleasure,” “Reflections from the Death Bus,” “Soft Rains,” and Other Poems

The Rebirth of Pleasure Decorate this tomb with holly and flowers. Brighten the gloom with restless hours. Let life refill the mortuary and put…


“Autumnal Cemetery,” “Ode to the Suburbs (Brighton),” “All Saints Day,” and Other Poems

Autumnal Cemetery The Chinese say that evil are the trees of the cemetery. This cemetery, my cemetery, is as evil as it is evergreen. In amongst the…


“A Place Somewhere,” “Museum Poem,” “Winter Buries Them,” and Other Poems

A Place Somewhere The dream is the same no matter the night. There is a light, weak and blue, over a country house where nothing stirs, not even a…


“Harbor Town in Plague Years,” “Russian Poets,” “East Liverpool, Ohio,” and “The Dead at Noon”

Harbor Town in Plague Years Scarlet, white, and green, Fluids of every shade, Mix among the crowds Swarming and teeming Towards the docks Where ships…