Poetry
Winter 1987
Tiger Fugu
The poison you carry in your eyesand gonads makes you desirable.Like an asteroid covered with spines,you drift silently through the cold, dark blue.When you swim, it is by a balance […]
Poetry
Winter 1987
Courtesan
In the rock garden at Ryoan-ji,light snow is fallingfrom a clearing winter sky.It melts on the lips of stonesthat are touched by sun,giving hardness the feel of water. You have […]
Poetry
Spring 1989
The Breath of Whales
Race Point, Provincetown Christ’s frogs, their dark backs carved with a darker cross, are calling the sparse dune flowers into bloom. Red-bellied finches weave and bind the thin straws of […]
Poetry
Spring 1989
Prayer and Vision in the Stave Church at Røldal
There are white lilies on the altar and I have come to pray. There are two candles burning near the lilies, and their light creates shadows that are cast across […]