Poetry
Summer 2003
From “Masquerade”
12. Asleep on the shattered surface of a cinematic, lunar creek, one of us dreamt the silhouette of a dog, yet found upon waking it hadn’t strayed. Such were the […]
Book Reviews
Summer 2000
The Mirror Has No Depth
Trace Elements by Barbara Jordan. New York: Penguin, 1998. 64 pages. $14.95, paper. a different solitude between the mirror and the window —Geoffrey Hill, “Terribilis Est Locus Iste” In God […]
Poetry
Summer 2006
Hymn to the Favorite City
From the Slovenian. The ground is soaked with weeks of high water,and thieves of sanctuaries beside the lagoonare on the run, my eyes follow them.Somewhere close, a robin’s breast […]