Poetry
Mar/Apr 2019
Easter 1957
1 Begin, begin again, no matter where! From now on it only matters that every day you do some task, a task performed attentively, honestly. It only matters that you […]
Poetry
Spring 2012
Women of the Plain
From the French. nuns with fat red cheeks, fat calves, fat bottoms go on Sundays to visit the winemaker uncle and eat plum pies. It's blue from the mountain […]
Poetry
Spring 2012
The Last Night of the Pharmacist’s Wife
From the French. The wind above the glaciers that rushed here from the desert comes barely cooled to torment the tall pine tree's branches. When everything is in labor, […]