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Sometimes at night someone
Would lean down and pass
Light and scent over my face.

Floating lazily in the Seine on the Île Saint-Louis Thick, medieval stone walls press in Along both sides of the high, narrow room as A self-described San Francisco hippie Jazzily strums his guitar, an overture to the first...

This particular thing heals all wounds It covers the earth and it soothes We all have it but it isn’t always used The underappreciated muse It can’t be tamed This thing has no shame Its aim is to teach and be free But some of us...

i. Was when the dream came to its end, Was when I began again To make something of this guilty living, To make something of the mirrored moon-face Staring back at me with cunning caution, me, Or one of my father’s cronies,...

Rain runs down trees streaking black bark with transparency.   Haze holds a pin oak hostage while its pale brown leaves— leathery stars slick as moon— hold assembly above squirrels that scurry between roots.   Lilacs float in...

Tall, golden sheaf of
wheat, to be palmed into a
honey cake. How sweet!

Fourth joint replacement in last year, my wife and I play musical chairs.  Gerard Sarnat, MD’s has won prizes, was nominated for Pushcarts/Best of Net Awards, authored four collections, is widely published including by Oberlin,...