January 1, 2003
Didyma
1. Disoriented, a woman wanders in the riverbed east then west then east, asks us how to get to County Road 101G. We stare at vertebrae and long bones that […]
January 1, 2003
From “The Patience of Rivers”: Dreaming the River
The water ran black between the boats, and doilies of foam floated past as the teams backpaddled to stay behind Vern Lefevre’s outstretched arm. “Standard canoes back off the racers,” […]
January 1, 2003
Paul Goodman as an Advance-Guard Writer
When Paul Goodman died in 1972, he was as famous as a public intellectual can become in America. His books stood on the shelves in every college bookstore, his ideas […]
January 1, 2003
Anniversary
Exhausted by pity, I sit in the sun near the pool. The wind lifts the chimes you repaired so patiently last year, knotting the strings from which the silver cylinders […]
January 1, 2003
A Moment
What I perceived is what I remember. I didn’t know her name. She was thirteen or fourteen, I was twelve, And we were somewhere in California. Her family had rented […]
July 1, 2002
The Music Room
From the French. As for the parquet, it's in a fishbone pattern: Each square made of four other Squares whose planks seem to pursue Each other, and the walls are […]
July 1, 2002
The Pleasure of Your Company
Let us go to Tuckahoe. Let us meet at the duckpond, let us spread a quilt of white eyelet. Let us throw our shoes at the cygnets. Let us see […]
July 1, 2002
Republican Victory
In the field, the complex snowmen have been kicked apart. Some had used the familiar scarecrow matrix, others were dead inside, cloned like modem clocks. Someone has squeezed the tube […]
July 1, 2002
why is the edge always windy?
at Phromthep Cape, the edge of the world, my dress unloosened— wind ripped along the coast drove along until it lifted & we drove on jeep around the roar's extremities […]
July 1, 2002
As a Blow, from the West
Names for the moon: Harvest; and Blue; and Don't Touch Me— and Do. I dreamed I had made a home on the side of a vast, live volcano, that the […]
July 1, 2002
Where the Arrows Fell
“Sent out of sight, somewhere becoming rain.” —Philip Larkin At the upturns of your grin, the red beard this year's begun threading itself with white. "Each aged hair a […]
July 1, 2002
Professor
In my study of female circumcision amongst the Sudanese tribes, it has been interesting to note that the procedure has no noticeable effect on subsequent marriage and childbearing, and that […]