Sunday, June 17, 2012

Commodity's Future's Latest Release, "Crawl, Multiply and Prosper"


Okay, all you earthy worms, let’s hit it— 
With a one and a two and a three 

Cornucopia! 
In every nook and cranny 
Of our fertile little acre— 

No need to blow your horn to see— 
Bushels of rotten apples falling, 
The likes of you and me. 


Friday, June 15, 2012

Cult Following


I can’t help myself— 
That thing’s after me 

So bad I want 
To watch it 

Kill me again. 


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Dead Souls


Know this: If the wind that blows through 
The cypresses at night won’t let you sleep, 

There’s still hope for you. 


Monday, June 11, 2012

Erosion of Memory: Shall We Gather at the River?


Could this filthy thread of a rivulet be the river where 

Full-bodied village women gathered each spring 
To wash their hand-loomed rugs

Or is it just another corporate 
Fabrication run loose? 


Saturday, June 9, 2012

The Ultimate Writing Workshop Poem

“. . .and suddenly everything became clear to him.” 


Ok, let’s stand back a bit and look 
At this fragment of a sentence 
From a distance—it comes to us 
From a story by Chekhov; 

Raymond Carver mentions it 
In one of his essays on writing 
But does not tell us its name 
Or what it is about; it could be 

About anything, that much is clear— 
So what say we leave it at that, 
Fast forward instead and imagine 
This sentence as your epitaph. 


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