Poetry
Winter 2004
Poem for Fathers and for Sons
After the long slow sacrament in the bath and bedroom, Squeezing into the girdle her body didn’t need or want, After the precisely weighted choosing of a dress And the […]
Poetry
Winter 2000
Cruelty
Because we were all sweaty, And irritable, and in a sort of jerky hurry Like junkies always are, my friend, and the dope dealer And his girlfriend the dying woman, […]
Poetry
Summer/ Autumn 1997
Elegy for Steve Ferriera
What a fascinating, complicated thing it was to watch: A drop of water in a spoon, flare of match, A little hiss of boiling water, The shredded snag of cotton, […]
Poetry
Summer/ Autumn 1997
God’s Mistakes
In the great city of Paris live all sorts of people, Very tall Africans and very short, Really tiny Europeans, grown-ups less than five feet tall. And every morning on […]