Spring Ode with Robins and Mallards
My common town looks so different when I wander it with a curious stranger, telling the usual stories, how we took the beer money…
Read MoreMy common town looks so different when I wander it with a curious stranger, telling the usual stories, how we took the beer money…
Read MoreAll functions at borderline normal, the old heap keeps turning over although the needle is approaching big E. Man-killing Achilles hasn’t caught up with…
Read MoreIt wasn’t the nights spent alone that forced my decision to be made but the mornings he came home. In the night, there was…
Read MoreBut you have missed the snowdrops’ promised rise Again, buried me in a blizzard of forms As surely as you have gone to the worms,…
Read MoreThe hierarchy of round things roots in eyes Held close, so close that blinking heaves a gale; Therefrom to lips and hips and on…
Read MoreYour shambling walk becomes a sacrament I pray to every morning. And when you wake, I see you there, in my imagination, pulling on…
Read MoreMerging into the bumper locked traffic of suburbanites defaulting from office work to domestic blahs murders my RPMs. I’ve got to get untracked from…
Read Morecame up to me & asked what we’d done with the treasure. Sorry, I said, I can’t even tell you where it went, Lake…
Read MoreYesterday’s teepees watched, Their ill-used, tawdry facades rising To purchase a collective forgetfulness, As we tumbled from the van, gasping In the freer air…
Read MorePlease. Sit. He nodded toward me, motioned to a worn chair. Smiling, I quickly glanced at his wife and seven children, seated on or…
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