Poetry
Spring 1996
The Vanishing Point
Living by a riverwith a railroad along it there isan aural perspectivelike the bluishmistings in earlyFlemish paintingsbefore the laws of perspective were set down and train tracks met in a […]
Poetry
Autumn 1994
Trees in the Park
Each is so visibly its own history, The thrust or tilt of the trunk A geologic record of some slow event We have been too impatient To observe, whether an […]
Poetry
Autumn 1994
Tracy Dreams of the Ball
Imagine wearing an orange crate to the office instead of a dress! Imagine being an octopus and dancing with Storm Field! Imagine having your hair dyed green and being trimmed […]
Poetry
Autumn 1994
The Dark Old House
Before you can begin to haunt the place yourselfyou must have lived there a while in your imagination fretting over the basement’s dampness and why there are those crumbles of […]
Poetry
Autumn 1983
When Your Hand Shakes, When Your Eye’s Meat
When your hand shakes, when your eye’s meat In the lonely butcher shop of the mirror; When every street’s a corridor In Home Town Jail; when you fail, and then […]
Poetry
Autumn 1983
When Your Eyes Meet, When Your Hand Shakes
When your eyes meet, when your hand shakes The hand of the salesman who sold you the hat; When you land on Go to Jail And everybody laughs; when someone’s […]
Poetry
Autumn 1982
Delaunay’s “La Tour Eiffel”
for John Berger How it excites the sky itself,Sticking up there to the amazementOf all beholders. The clouds tumbleOut of the heavenly gearbox cheeringHup-la! O Paris, nous t'aimons!All that is […]