A Poem
Summer 1987
A Momentary Order
He’s spent this long hot morningin my neighbor’s yard. Where weedswere so thick their thin stalks hauledgrowing clumps of earth alongboth sides of walks and their rootsstretched the limits of […]
Poetry
Spring 1968
Angelic Orders
for Michael Margolin I’ve been seeing angels recently. I realize it’s a bit unusual, especially since no one believes in angels anymore, but it’s true. I have been seeing angels […]