Thursday, June 6, 2013

Epitaph


It’s time I got this off my chest— 
The more I put down on paper, 
The less my soft heart felt
Like a marble headrest. 


Monday, June 3, 2013

I, As in "Nothinglikeness"


I once wrote 
A poem ending 
With a word I made up— 

Nothinglikeness. 

I wanted it to be 
About light and how light 
Would be if light were like 

A void 

And I found myself leaping 
Out of the clear blue 
Clear through it. 


Friday, May 31, 2013

Earthbound and Inert


Look—up in the sky! 
The lunatic moon’s salivating, 

Spewing quicksilver- 
Lined trails of spit 

For all us snails 
To drool over before 

We get too phlegmy 
To take off likewise

Lickety-split. 





Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Athena's Owl and the Learned Swallows


Wide-eyed on edge 
Of red-tiled roof, 
The studious looking owl 
May not make out much 
In the late morning light, 
But one thing seems clear: 
These nesting early birds strafing it 
Till it vanishes have done their homework well, 
And can now return to that brooding business 
They so instinctively and abruptly left behind— 
It’s as if they knew 
Wisdom rests not in taking in 
What rears its head before us, 
But what to make of what 
Nests in the empty space 
Once that knowledge takes wing 
And flies away. 




Sunday, May 26, 2013

(p)articles of absorption



rifle





                    (white-

washed



                    stone

wall)







cracks







                   (blood



red

wind-



                   flowers

                   seep





through)




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