Category: Poetry

A Bullsnake elegy He’s a paragon of rectitude. Like spiral time, he has no reverse gear. Agent provocateur, creature without guile, he turns up only when we least suspect. Emissary of innocence, a world without dimension, he’s a...

In noiseless passage through the quiet dawn a Barn Owl crossed beneath the drift of our groaning basket midnight’s muffled thief daybreak’s sated raptor patron of the desert’s edge rastering the woodland’s providential floor on...

Cetaceans glide along the gradients where planktons whorl and nightjars follow moth-light through the dark where hominids trail the moose and elk along their branching pathways strewn with sugars proteins enzymes fats the stuff...

This is a place quite unlike any other where each thing stands apart where nothing seems to be like any other thing at all sharing nothing but the bristling atmosphere of iron-shavings on a magnet where everything’s on edge...

there in the garden pretending to ornament isosceles shaped a ladder I yell to it Hey! I say you’re the definition of function without beauty steps to nothing not reaching to top off a tree or God yet you hold my eye the slope...

as the blossom began to fade i heard it sing if I’m not perfect i am still beautiful

after Sophie Tolstoy when trying to understand why human beings do what they do a fog descends in which I struggle to look before behind only to be blinded by the absurd trying to see through shadows is a fool’s game bleary...

a man he did the best he could a scared man living in the shadows of a dead rival whom he never bested tried at all failed at most a man of stinking feet harbinger of rot begun low crept lower ended in a sigh a broken heart at...

imagine the world at ten too large to know the end ten blocks in the direction walked each day to school and back then my father a Christmas surprise brought home a set of Lionel trains right from the window of Macy’s downtown...

A train comes into the station with the sound of a wave rushing to shore, which is also the sound of time coming to a point. This is the moment when a row of holiday-makers, waist deep in the sea, greets the onset of a big swell...