Poetry
Spring 1997
Mummy’s Curse
Befriending an eccentric young woman, The sole resident of a secluded country house. She's taking a long walk in the evening mist, And so am I, my hair full of […]
Poetry
Spring 1997
Ancient Divinities
They've got the usual excuses: We saw it coming, they remind each other. The new rationality inspired by geometry Did us in. Immortality is not worth The price you pay […]
Poetry
Spring 1997
The Wake
Relaxing a bit on the steps Of a palatial funeral home, And now a couple of red-faced pallbearers, (Or whoever they are!) Want me to get lost--but where? In the […]
Poetry
Spring 1990
Two Untitled Pieces
“Infinite sorrow …” I heard someone say that today, and I saw the line Euclid imagined—my poor friend walking its length. The gods made him live this long, just so […]
A Gathering of Poems
Spring 1984
Notice
I sell honey Of the grayest hue. My garden’s vintageBarbed wire, And my bees wear splints On their cindery rounds. When they buzz, It’s like that bonesaw At the wholesale […]
A Gathering of Poems
Spring 1984
Instead of Counting Sheep
Long dead, crossed out and voided, Once passionately Arguing young men, Voices raised at a table Full of empty beer bottles. Certainly you, dark boy, With the long indigo eyelashes […]
A Gathering of Poems
Spring 1984
History
Men and women with chalk marks on their backs. Let’s suppose he was hurt and she was upset. They got over it. The day bore a semblance to what they […]