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December 03, 2008 10:47 PM EST --
Privet near-far far-near truth inexorable
the direction returns each year
a necessary certainty: will you have any?
the space that surrounds you: a waxing scented sigh -
it cannot help that it . . .
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June 04, 2008 08:01 AM EDT --
This is me, deep rolling fast down twenty
cement steps that lead up to the double oak doors
of St. Thomas Episcopal while I, the bird-ankle twist, am done for,
gob-smacked and walloped by fate, . . .
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May 16, 2008 02:39 PM EDT --
You took what you wanted.
Let it sit until it stank – careful,
your wabi-sabi ways are showing.
Selfish, undivided, your desire was singular.
Me wanting not wanting, you wanting and . . .
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May 15, 2008 08:39 PM EDT --
So where are you now?
Done with those others,
such numerous affairs. They mean nothing.
Never did. You wing-healed, fast, so furious.
With such speed you move from building to building . . .
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May 15, 2008 12:24 PM EDT --
Four hours and I will wake as i lie awake in the Now,
uncomfortably lonely; this yearning - it parses miles.
Does it travel the Harlem current? Can you feel me?
Once you said I could make someone . . .
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May 15, 2008 09:31 AM EDT --
enough of this that the otherwise
surprise! here i am where are you
when it all comes down
how can you say you did you don't you will you won't you will
take it on take it easy . . .
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February 25, 2008 10:10 AM EST --
If ever I could be a speeding train on rims electrical I'd be a wreck,
Poles flicker by easily as the late afternoon creeps in beneath the blinds
where I retreat in the after in the ictal in the . . .
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February 22, 2008 08:11 PM EST --
This tale relaxes to a soundtrack –
Bach's solo cello, G-major.
The sound and feel of your kiss – the surprise and magnificence of it
. . .
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February 21, 2008 01:49 PM EST --
Dear,
Today the weather is changeable – first blue, now grey.
The sky tears occassionally – sleet on the window.
The goddess has become a real ice-bitch.
This the morning the sky . . .
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February 21, 2008 12:22 PM EST --
A strong magnetic attraction may alter your next step;
lead to things done and things left undone –
Give me this day my daily bread.
Change is everywhere:
even in the blizzard
I catch the . . .
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February 21, 2008 09:11 AM EST --
We two Isreali we
the chalked-honeysuckled roads that dust my boots
- all the way home.
The others, they remain homeless,
wandering or hobbled by our blue-garbed Sephardic guards. . . .
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February 11, 2008 07:24 AM EST --
The day is vacant;
Where you ought be there is only emptiness
this and the howling pain of a sharp stone driven in again and again.
I stumble, I fall, I trip.
No matter how hard I try to stay steady . . .
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February 05, 2008 08:57 AM EST --
Do you have all that you need?
Or do you still feel the bleed of the cut?
Blood rich-thick iron-rich; it will kill you in the end.
The end never does come tho; the future indefinite.
Others have . . .
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January 16, 2008 06:54 PM EST --
Rocks thrown clear,they breach the sea wall,
Great crashing waves so full of stones.
I am tide stoned: an adulteress I.
Promenading without my scarlet A, yet still, it is visible. . . .
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January 16, 2008 08:43 AM EST --
Just as you forget I remember
a criss-cross of promises, gleaming plait,
secured at the ends with a silk-indigo ribbon.
This once I knew with certainty every word I meant,
I was your one true Believer . . .
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January 13, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
Words do not come easy.
What to say about summer's love undone?
Splitting laughter has turned to winter's spitting winds.
I am sideways and skidding, a millimeter short of a wreck.
Hear the . . .
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January 13, 2008 03:59 PM EST --
Here, the hospital, the air is so thin.
First frost last night left the bladed grass stiff.
Nothing here is soft. Summer solstice
when all things impossible were possible –
it has passed.
These . . .
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November 13, 2007 08:37 AM EST --
Anything spoken, never said.
It is all renege; amounts to naught.
Lies she told, I never said,
you believed, while elsewhere I bled,
pricking my fingertips with fine-pointed needles
Anything . . .
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November 13, 2007 08:16 AM EST --
You must pack everything you have.
You must divest yourself of this.
Take that language, forget each word.
Without practice this is not so hard.
Just do not speak it. Silence without the . . .
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November 12, 2007 08:43 PM EST --
There’s everything reassuring about the journey southbound.
No matter the home I’ve left behind.
Some fast starling freedom as the trees fly;
I slip-stream off the current of the rail, . . .
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