Tag Archives: poem

Dream of forgetfulness in the wake of night

Posted on August 11, 2018 by

In the papery pre-light of dawn my wings like a honey bee’s begin to break down my body a weight I can’t let go, these words are the weights when they hang here, unsaid.

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One commitment (for August)

Posted on August 1, 2018 by

In the morning before the sun is up, when the cloud deck makes the light go soft and pale, the grass is the color of straw dried-out and sharp, golden red. The lawn sprinklers wake spitting and cussing, and the … Continue reading →

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A jarful of days

Posted on July 30, 2018 by

In the corner of my yard in the mid-afternoon heat in my hammock with Pablo Neruda between my legs, my glasses off, bare-chested and unbathed, I think about death: my body a lump in a sack swinging here: all this, … Continue reading →

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The crow can’t sing, it clicks

Posted on May 3, 2018 by

Down the blooms fell, a different kind of fall. We did the spatchcock chicken again with the New Orleans rub and the leftover corn and asparagus. It was one of the best days I had at my new job, and … Continue reading →

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Blurred passage to poem

Posted on March 29, 2018 by

How the poem appeared an object in the mist I paddled toward and circled round And though it was odd and lustrous, with living things nesting and squirming inside, it was too tall and slick for me to climb. Better … Continue reading →

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Last night on 29th place, SE

Posted on March 7, 2018 by

We really lived in that house, if it was the wrapping we were the candy, the present, and inside there stirred our souls and the house bore witness and the calendar pages flipped, the seasons passed, our photos on the … Continue reading →

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Poem written for my daughter on a cell phone

Posted on February 2, 2018 by

How hard you wanted for that moment and lifted your chin for a scratch and so vivid it was, as you forgot — and the feeling hardly a memory or a glance, the way with dreams you’re sure it was … Continue reading →

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