Poetry
Summer 2009
Shatter
Anyway, the shattering. It hardly matters of what anymore. The deer have not appeared, though they know with what they rhyme, perfectly and not. Instead, what I got, on the […]
Poetry
Winter 2001
Ballad in Fall
Dear, green branch, bereft as earth in space, squeezing a little oxygen from a futile blue place, how can I renege? The red man already stands aloft […]
Poetry
Winter 2001
Elegy for Lessons
When I have reached the point of no return, I return to the girl and her indelible mascara of sadness that came from her knowing her fate and […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
Still Life
Dubuque, Iowa, 1941 There is a train, no, there are train tracks wrapped around the cliff and the train and its I’m-about-to-take-him-off-to-war. They stroll, the two of them. I’ve decided […]
Poetry
Winter 1999
Whether or Not There Are Apples
I like to take the dress off the line, the heat still in it. The heat comes from the whole dress into me, and the smell of apples, whether or […]