Feathered Friends

On Spectacle Pond a laggard loon yelped, next I saw it, next I didn't. Hardly mannerly of me to paddle out chasing the loons, but I did. High fall color, but leaves upon leaves, spotty this year, begrudge themselves. They remind [...]

Posted On : Feb, 07 2012 | Comments : 0

Sex Rubenesque

Unleash the excess! Bring me cleavage and rumpage, one heftable breast, then another, a buttock untrussed and rhapsodic for humpage. Begin the maneuvers [...]

Posted On : Feb, 03 2012 | Comments : 0

Rotation

1 I was going to praise the transpersonality of print over the individuality of handwriting I was going to praise the viewer constructed by monochromy I was going to describe the remarkable comeback intention [...]

Posted On : Feb, 01 2012 | Comments : 0

The Sound of It, Spring

April, late enough there’s forsythia everywhere—how could I forget it, it’s so shocking, toothy and gold. I have to remind myself it’s beautiful. The tulip trees, like I said, blossoms big as teacups. What strange [...]

Posted On : Jan, 30 2012 | Comments : 0

Leave Nothing

1 Sour milk, lard scum, skillet scrapings, sweet potato peels, eggshells, tobacco leaf, pipe ash, coffee, cornmeal, burnt crusts, moldy biscuits, water from a dishpan, spilt pot likker, ash, dust, and kitchen sweepings— in t [...]

Posted On : Jan, 17 2012 | Comments : 0

Queen, you are fathomed

Exalted life this not because you know slavish attention [...]

Posted On : Jan, 15 2012 | Comments : 0

Overheard

It's a beautiful day the small man said from behind me and I could tell he had a slight limp from the rasp of his boot against the sidewalk and I was slow to look at him because I've learned to close my ears against the voic [...]

Posted On : Jan, 13 2012 | Comments : 0

Island

Rash of the harbor lights in the mountain region. Night, he says, is the dark humor of the day— first you are scared &nbs [...]

Posted On : Jan, 11 2012 | Comments : 0

Everyday People

The oceans are dying. They require a hero, or a generation of heroes. The oceans are curdling in on themselves, and on their constituent lives, they're rising here, and lowering there, I swear I've heard them gasping. And my f [...]

Posted On : Jan, 10 2012 | Comments : 0

Snow

Snow has sentimentalized the world, left it sugar-coated, a baked Alaska conjured from the palest of vanilla ice creams, [...]

Posted On : Jan, 09 2012 | Comments : 0

The Stairs

The stairs are neither going up nor coming down. This could be done if done slowly. She puts the left foot down and then the right, coming to rest on each step, each little stage. Ah, she has arrived again on this small platform. She [...]

Posted On : Jan, 08 2012 | Comments : 0

Nemesis

The old men with too much gamble in them, whose eyes Are at peace only when all is lost, see the Queen's quiet face On the deck of cards, the red cuff of her cloak, the raw tip Of her tongue, the blood on her dress... What fled fro [...]

Posted On : Jan, 06 2012 | Comments : 0

Terrorism

Black wavelets lap against pilings. Bone dust settles on the pier. The ferryman looks up from his tiller at a man in an Armani suit Who steps out of the shadows, swinging his briefcase, staggering a little &nbs [...]

Posted On : Jan, 04 2012 | Comments : 0

Poem (We file like pilgrims...)

We file like pilgrims through the Richard Serra Calling Mexico for help "Ringed by the magical Necklace of Lights" In debt up to our ears The spiral has a navel for reflection and three discreet surveillance cameras T [...]

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