Poetry
Jan/Feb 2019
From “Noon, Fire, and No Shade”
7:00 A poet resides in a tree, in the pattern of leaves awash in light. He extends to me a blooming, branch-like arm, almond or plum, a delicate gift, and […]
Poetry
Fall 2010
A Short Outing That Ended Well
Well, hello, hello to manly handshakes, hello to handshakes and friendship and also hello to the presumed love. For many days dinghies made their way toward the hazardous estuary, many-many […]
Poetry
Summer 2000
Abused Neighbor
Translated from Hebrew by Tsipi Keller A neighbor, her face creased with lines, who lives below me in a crowded flat, fell in love with me, I think, because of […]