Hammer

Hammer

              If to a hammer everything’s a nail,           Then to a nail everything’s unfixed.             To the unfixed the world is storybook,           And to storybooks love is to be read.             To be read is to be fixed, to be nailed,           To be...
DUZ Does Everything

DUZ Does Everything

              To hear her tell it, my mother was a housewife           for decades in the 1950s—collecting blue             glasses from boxes of laundry soap because life           came piecemeal like that. Her husband’s             greens slick with bacon fat like...
We Will Never Forget

We Will Never Forget

              What we remember most           was never real:           there was never a white van           but we feared it. Yes, he was           shooting, but no van, and           it wasn’t white, why           did we say otherwise?           You had to factor...
Christ’s Entry into Brussels in 1889

Christ’s Entry into Brussels in 1889

              When I pick up my 90-year-old father-in-law to drive him                                      to the early service           at Galilee Church, where he has gone for the last quarter                                        century, he hobbles...
Knot

Knot

              I stuffed your hair           in my jacket pocket.             Stroked its feathers and told stories           about a dark snorting horse             the birds watch and the flies heckle.           I still get the knots inside             when I stroke....
La Havre

La Havre

              My girlfriend and I on bicycles in foggy dusk           gratefully coasted downhill to Southampton docks           to take the ferry to France.             Week two of a three-month trip           so we still photographed everything:           us,...
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