Sunday, September 25, 2011

"Too Dead for a Dog"

—for Peter Goedhart

Though my friend did say 
Exactly that about that up-
Side down bloated
Carcass as we drove past,

I wonder if he really believed
Something could be too dead;
I mean dead is dead and there’s
No too about it, though 

Strangely enough, his phrase keeps 
Running through my mind where 
It continues to keep me wondering,
Its strangeness too, too alive.






Saturday, September 24, 2011

The Great Equalizer



Everything’s perfectly balanced—
Going out, you will leave just

As much light behind you
As you brought coming in.




Thursday, September 22, 2011

Driven


edge of the ice
red

of the flower
blade

of the knife
of the road

the turning

harrow of

snow







"A sibyl, number'd in the world"












Recently received: Number 14 in Drew Kunz’s fine, ongoing Series; you can read more about Drew, his newsletter, and his many other artistic endeavors here.





Wednesday, September 21, 2011

To My Heart, Dead Set in Its Ways


Hear me out, however late
Or hard it may be—

Do not let my crime of not listening
Make you an accessory.


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