Saturday, November 19, 2011

Dead End


Poem after poem after poem
Made up of one sentence—
I’m climbing up the wall.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Mnemonic: A Memento of Forgotten White House History


Can’t remember that mouth piece right 
On the tip of the tongue? 

Forget the sax, man— 
Try playing with, um,   

Harmonica!

 

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

This is the Color of My Dreams

(title of a painting by Miro)


I don’t paint but I know enough 
About colors to dream about them 

Painting my dreams. 

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Glutted Market


The last thing we need is still 
Another poem offering 
All it has to give us 
All we need. 

Monday, November 14, 2011

Socrates the Athenian

…somewhere round about here where we’re groping— 
a little nearer or a little farther
 —George Seferis, from “Mythistorema” 

Surely 

That deviant worm’s left 
Further damning evidence 

Of our advances, let us dig 
A little deeper. 

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