Poetry
Memo from Another Planet
We monitored every thought examined every move / teleported to your planet undetectable replicas of our being / / They pinpointed the weapons stockpiled on orbiting satellites / and atomized...
Homecoming
The world is older than any thought. All thought. / The earth primary and larger than our ideas. / Step outside and look up at the oak, its broken / branches, the...
Damage Deposit
My Rumi, your Yeats. You back the threadbare furniture out the parlour / door. I don’t help. In the kitchen, water unboils; effervescent dust motes / float above the white stove. A...
Dinner Theatre
1. / / I played Chopin on our grand piano, / languid legato, my mother suffering from radiation poisoning / that burned both the noxious malignancy / and her rage. /...
NUNAVUT
CHANGE / I. / We pull the bell, call them in, the ice melts further North. / The arrival of cargo, slow unload from the turboprop: Breakdancing videos / Ipods ...
Writing, after heavy spring rain
These are markers on the dial of the seasons: / Armloads of winter wood & hours / beside the kumquat coals / of the parlour stove; / buckets of ash that leach...
Contest Winner
Station
When the piano arrived, suddenly / what had been simply our front room / became the parlour. The old Hamilton / gave my mother a sense of elegance missing / /...
Saturday
Translated by Kristjanna Grimmelt / / The snow came at night / With its gloves of cold wool / You watched it fall / Over the face of the trees /...
Contest Winner
Painting in the Tropics, 2009
No fish, this time, no fish. / Find a fresh canvas and rack it up. Then paint, you old fool, paint. / / Time edges forward, slow bead on bead. /...