Poetry
Winter 2000
Question and Answer
What was I? The shadow of a statue. A voyeur at sunset. From there I saw all the valleys in the Psalms, the seven ways down. O trees, why did […]
Poetry
Winter 2000
Crystal Blue Persuasion
The City of God has terraces where you look out on nothing—an aphasia, a rift in eternity—where there’s nothing spoken for, no premises, only a blueprint of emptiness like a […]
Poetry
Winter 2000
Forbidden Poem
In this place where we reside by touch, you narrow against me, brush my mouth with yours—and we consent to moving out of context, this knowledge passing between us, sweet […]
Poetry
Winter 2000
Zen Painting
In the vastness, wind; at the gate, doubt. Trout-lilies grow among mosses. Mountainous terrain, mountainous uncertainty. What assumptions do we carry precariously, as if balancing […]