child like
paper snow
flakes open
eyes wonder
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Terminal Disease
Unworthy the ink
ejaculating
octopus spits
out black pus.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
ejaculating
octopus spits
out black pus.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Illumination
conceives the word
perceives
the world within
a mind
less deception.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
perceives
the world within
a mind
less deception.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Poet in the Aviary
1.
No more beating round the bush, boy--
Just murder for the thrill of it,
Fire at will.
2.
Bad chicks' blood seeping under the sill--
That's more like it,
No more mockingbirds to kill.
No more beating round the bush, boy--
Just murder for the thrill of it,
Fire at will.
2.
Bad chicks' blood seeping under the sill--
That's more like it,
No more mockingbirds to kill.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Hot off the Press
Jolted
from still one more slow in-
tense reading
of a hard, demanding article
on Williams' Spring and All
by my wife's shrill
come here quickly,
I shoot down
the stairs thinking
something's surely up,
only to find her
waiting, arms folded, looking
coolly at me from behind
a stack of freshly ironed
still steaming laundry,
her face beaming,
good news all around.
(First published in Poetry Salzburg Review #14, Autumn 2008)
from still one more slow in-
tense reading
of a hard, demanding article
on Williams' Spring and All
by my wife's shrill
come here quickly,
I shoot down
the stairs thinking
something's surely up,
only to find her
waiting, arms folded, looking
coolly at me from behind
a stack of freshly ironed
still steaming laundry,
her face beaming,
good news all around.
(First published in Poetry Salzburg Review #14, Autumn 2008)
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