Poetry
Autumn 2005
Establishment
Death had established himself in the Red Room, the White House having become his natural abode: chalk-white facade, pillars like the bones of extinct empires, armed men crawling its halls […]
Poetry
Autumn 2005
Larger to Those Who Stay
After the blight, the year when the pines had succumbed and the once-green air grew gray with sawdust from the teeth of steel that gnawed the dead trees down—that year […]
Poetry
Autumn 2005
An Ode to Asymmetry
What you unearth is an unearthly thing: what clings to it is neither root nor soil nor any thing, but evanescent, scentless thought, a hovercraft that crosses on twin foils, […]
Poetry
Winter 1997
Of a Sun She Can Remember
After they had been in the woods, after the living tongue woke Helen's hand, afterwards they went back to the little house of exile, Annie and Helen, who had lived […]
Poetry
Spring 1990
Leda’s Handmaiden
I was Leda's intimate, and slave, born, as I was, on the losing side, where the mind grows agile, and the heart's true tongue learns to put on fable for […]