Frost. The morning
arches
over a marble
river, fast
melting whispers
underfoot.
(First published in Shearsman 1, 1981)
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Cliché
Broad daylight. Strange
coming
to terms with it, as if
it were something
out of the ordinary,
out of the blue
nothingness.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
coming
to terms with it, as if
it were something
out of the ordinary,
out of the blue
nothingness.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Not So Recently Linked
A belated thank you to J.E. Jacobson for providing a link to my blog on his A Poetic Matter. It's clear he chose the title carefully, for poetry clearly matters to him and his posts reflect it.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Reverie
remember
whenever
jasmine
flowers
absent
mind
makes
sense
(First published in NOON: journal of the short poem, #2)
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Irredeemable
whores' clap-
trap
the poets prick
.
and money talks
a fluency
of the unspeakable
changing hands
(From The Intricate Evasions of As)
trap
the poets prick
.
and money talks
a fluency
of the unspeakable
changing hands
(From The Intricate Evasions of As)
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