Poetry
zone of noon or, how to eat a pear
It requires a shift in perspective, an escape from linear / assumptions. Start from the top, not from the side. This is not a / still life. There is only sunshine, hunger,...
untitled
it was a nice little haiku / that dr. khoowhoo shared with my girlfriend and me / in the state i was in i can’t really remember it but it went something...
vanishing point
bye-bye time last summerbummer with Nana & Grandpa / them in tummy of Dumbo-Jumbo going up up light & itsy in the big blue / now her own first ride on the...
winter tells
I think in the winter. / That was when. / cold and hot at the same time / wet and dry / / blue lips and parka umbra of fur, soft...
parlez-vous français?
A knock at the door of my furnished room / in a downtown Winnipeg rooming house / where I study in the afternoons. / I open to the woman from the next...
zapotecs
I would like to be kidnapped by a Zapotec / but am too small to climb the pyramids. / / Learn to stuff the pavo in Náhuatl; domestication / of the...
tree and flower
Tender and charming / Peach blossoms fallen / Into a transparent dream / On the unmowed lawn / Whose snoring disturbs / The wakening leaves / I would like to give them...
the bus lurches
The bus lurches and an old woman / falls into the aisle. People’s faces mimic / out-rushing tides as they help / her back to her seat. She turns / her eyes...
dead leaves
At opening of September it appears / there’s twice as many leaves as there had been / in the last week of August: they increase / with every day and hour, and...