May 1, 2017
Checkpoint
“I do not know” is stamped indelibly on my passport so I ammarked always for further interrogation. Adam, named for the first man, asks me again and again, “What are […]
May 1, 2017
Pears
—after paintings by Samuel Bak Moths I was about to peel an apple. The apples were flushed and about to ripen. I was about to draw the blades of the […]
May 1, 2017
Introduction: Nature’s Nature
The old binary just doesn’t hold up. You know, that science accomplishes the nitty-gritty technical work of identifying, analyzing, and deducing—everything from quantum processes to actions on the cosmological scale—while […]
May 1, 2017
Swarm
Bees from a cleaved hive dive sky-ward, draw upon the raw, October air a hair shirt, a turret, a portrait of War-wick (the earl of), a single modest opera glove, […]
May 1, 2017
Convince me you have a seed there
(Johnson, VT) off Plot Road in March thawI stop in a stand of red pines to listen to tilt as each trunk follows wind in its crown& sounds grain against […]
May 1, 2016
III
Unlike male fireflies who do not need to burn many extra calories to make flashes because only a tiny bit of energy is needed I do burn a lot […]
May 1, 2016
Traditional Anger (in the Sonoran Desert)
Because you wait for what you asked for how lonely is pleasure? the saguaros want to speak like mad telephone poles more numerous closer apart untransmittable tho there’s water where […]
May 1, 2016
Brilliance, a Valentine
Like fireflies what I cook up can present an unpleasant meal although what I produce admittedly does not glow although I wish I could produce glowy larvae-like things— sestina, sukiyaki, […]
May 1, 2016
[You’d Have to Be a Fool]
My grandfather away for months at a timewill rise by 55% from this date forward. The rules have been written in such a way that84% of the male Chinook in […]
May 1, 2016
To Abuelita Nelly
It’s my 14th time pressing roses in fake passports for each year I haven’t climbed maranon trees. I’m sorry I’ve lied about where I was born. Today, this country chose […]
May 1, 2016
We’re Not Insects
though we keep time, sort of. And make our own white noise. Ask the half-deaf who lean closer, every word bottom of a well, under rock and water and here […]
May 1, 2016
Emergency
A fast food wrapper blows across the lot. Headlights catch the foil. A slow sabotage turned emergent. A torrent to the synapse house finch freestone peach pleasure cruise drive-thru I […]