Poetry
Winter 1999
Celestial Mechanics
I have always been the poor student, failing geometry and physics, confusing quadratics with differentials. You could explain it, master of calculus, the night sky the screen of your overhead […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
Soren Kierkegaard Writes to Regine Olsen on the Day of Her Marriage to Fritz Schlegel
I have been reading again the story of Abraham and Isaac, contemplating our task, the way we must be ever at the ready to surrender whatever it is Our Lord […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
Snowblind: Threnody for Glenn Gould and Thelonious Monk
The keyboard is an abstract landscape white, cold, brittle ivory porcelain sheen, black keys for color and relief. A mind could come ungluedthere, marooned in the mindblinding aural spectrum […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
Gothic
They come quietly as fever, their mottled wingsthe strangest bloom of my garden. Reverent as old women at early mass, clinging, persistent, silent, as if the mere promise of light […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
A Sonnet for the Working Class
This is in praise of Uncle Frank, John Knoxand Johnny Wop, the boys of summers in college who gave me most of what goes for my knowledge of women and […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
Hackensack
Edward Hopper might have dreamed this place, painted it one sunlit afternoon in his studio, enchanted by the evenings of shadow and yellow, and that woman there stretching to pull […]