Friday, September 2, 2011

Antisthenes the Cynic

Doglike. That’s me, 
Which brings me 
To my next point— 

Why are you barking 

Up this tree when 
All you wanted 
Was to piss on it?

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Song of Innocence








Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Tell me whose fair children,
In cool cauldron tall, once sang
Carefree with naked innocence all.



Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Hard As Rock Provenance

Where you can
Still stand where
You come from,
No matter where
Or how

Hard that is. 



Monday, August 29, 2011

The Heights of Fancy

We know

The poet’s voice has reached
Its pinnacle when

We can hear a pin
Drop here down below.


Sunday, August 28, 2011

Poetry Only As Old As You Feel

—for Joe Hutchison


Honestly, I’m an old man
But I’m not really
That old.

I was just

Feeling my age when
These lines came to me,
Forever young.

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