Monday, May 21, 2012

Old Timers' Resurrection


Easter is the time 
We are reminded of 

Christ’s incredible feat— 
Believe it or not, it happens 

Every year without fail 
And we rejoice once more 

And wonder if we’ll live 
To remember it 

Next year. 


Saturday, May 19, 2012

Field


Of composition: 

The red wind- 
Swept wind 
Flowers encircling 

A lone 

Wild fig tree tossing 
In the center 
Of an undulating 

Green. 


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Busker Klee Shayd Tudéth’s “Skid Row Pedestrian Spiel”

(Key of lachrymose acrimony) 

Someday I’m gonna get that
Tin-eared Tin Pan Alley plugger
Who done this to me and make him pay—
One way or another, bet your bottom dollar
He’ll get what’s coming, come what may.

While we’re waiting, mister
You sure do look familiar, so don’t give me
That idiomatic song and dance
‘bout times being hard—You 
Can’t spare a dime? Like hell!
I hear platters are a dime a dozen
On Easy Street. And me?
I ain’t eaten in a week.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

On the Style of a Certain "Decadent" Alexandrian

(after E.M. Forster’s famous description of C.P. Cavafy) 


Don’t look away, philistine—he looks 
To be bending 

His frame of reference slightly 
Aslant to the world’s 

Universal decadence. 





Sunday, May 13, 2012

Quest


lost 


pilgrim 

finds


himself 

on 


godforsaken 

path


he 

calls 


progress 


Saturday, May 12, 2012

Distance

—for Tom Clark 


I must tell you how

Under a clear afternoon sky, 
I sat under an umbrella 
Reading a friend’s book 

Of poems that had traveled 
Halfway round the world 
To end up here— 

In the evening, no umbrella, 
No moon in sight, no need to tell you 
How close the stars were that night. 




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