Sep 15, 2014 | Uncategorized
3.
You saw them then,
the
material
encouragers,
whiffletree
between
weary horses, cart
full of cauliflowers,
plodding through the harrowed
fields, glebe they say,
of memory,
and maidenheads for sale in frightened countries,
Eighth Avenue in evening shadow,
eggplant hurried supper
seminarians back to the book,
book,
that sly theology the eyes believe—
and dear god the things we do to each other.
Sep 14, 2014 | Uncategorized
2.
Wait for it is what I do
other for the other,
the
others.
Bathing
Beauties
of Rockaway,
the spill
of love left over when Time is done.
Sep 13, 2014 | Uncategorized
1.
Gravity feed the maw awaiting —
think of clever things
then think away.
The
sound you hear
is
all you are.
Sep 12, 2014 | Uncategorized
Verbum ut pictura
See through what I say
to what it is saying,
tell me to tell you
a wider story,
one with monsters in it
things to look at
but bel repair,
a mother who grew
flowers from her secret places
and you have to understand
because I don’t,
I’m just an ambassador from the night
making girlish scribbles
in my father’s ledger book
some words intruding on your breath.
FIN
Sep 11, 2014 | Uncategorized
Equivalence is all—
find something you’re equal to
and sleep with it
where else could dreams come from
or come true?
And when I say you it’s art I mean
who else would put up with my prattle?
You were on an island in the Indies
reluctant to be
O
be there not
but it’s hard to leave
a place you aren’t really at.
Sep 10, 2014 | Uncategorized
If only I could sing that
purple kaddish for the living
but none of the words
taught me tune—
the always
was still waiting
still heavy on my palms
fruit overripe
here, I give it to you
sir or madam on the other star
I mean coming down the stairs.
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