Let It Come

Let It Come

Count the seasons like leaves and they begin to fall. Meanwhile summer issues bank-loans of green and heat cooks cherries in the street-side carts as urine out of subway grates ferments into the streets, seeking open air the way the moneyed seek the coast. I can’t say...
The Great Peacock

The Great Peacock

In the 19th century, Henri Fabre tried to discover the mechanism by which           peacock moths, who live only two days, attract mates. He died, not knowing. She wears dark-red velvet with an ermine collar. A purple, white, and chestnut eye adorns the skirt of each...
Excerpt from Waking Dream

Excerpt from Waking Dream

(Excerpt from Section 1) John William Dunne– Accomplished Anglo/Irish aeronautical engineer Designer of Britain’s Early military aircraft Envisions flying machine That needs no steering No steering Flight of the zanortia seed Parachute seeds Fly through the air...
Piano

Piano

To the movers paid in pizza and sweating in a darkening stairwell, no moonlight sonata, but a moon, of a kind, imposing its shadowy grandeur and girth, its unrelenting pull upon the earth felt along make-do ropes, straps, lines that quiver and work deep into the...
Two Poems

Two Poems

  Why Am I Lying in a Box? Because it fits me like a ruby slipper. Because taking up snakes is illegal in every state but West Virginia. The box is my gift horse. Don’t look it in the mouth. But what if being sawn in half makes nothing happen? (What if I click my...
The Idea of the Bowl

The Idea of the Bowl

A blue bowl will hold open for steaming soups, or the brush of tiniest ribs of a feather. Before evening, it reaches its surrounding lip of the horizon around emptiness. Without transference, without moving, it opens, is open, as shades of blue wash over it. But its...