Poetry
innocence
a pantoum / / We stain the vision with what we think we know. / I remember myself as a child, touching roses / On the other side of the street...
the golden hour
The sun isn’t going to kill me as / I walk down the boundary road in 1963, / / kick stones, dust rises, the light shifts / around my busy feet....
tehuana brides
Self Portrait as a Tehuana, 1943 and Self Portrait, 1948. / / Two self-portraits in elaborate Tehuana headdress / Two disembodied faces. Frida’s famous / penetrating gaze, dark eyebrows, faint moustache...
all the crazy boys
All the crazy boys know my name. / They seek me out in crowds, / at subway stations. / They leave bouquets of wildflowers / at my doorstep. / I don’t know...
bobcat
July 4, 2006 / / the men from the funeral home could use a smoke / as they pace discreetly in fading light, / forty miles from supper, minister long gone,...
airborne
(the paratrooper) / / Those who have leaped before him know / that to carry out this job faithfully, the jumper / has to have been granted a good parachute. /...
untitled haibun # 9
O is a cage. Overgrown O disappears from form, photographs a cage buried in the spring, finds its way to seed. Vines grow over O, force white pages to the earth and...
finally
It is always there, next to your skin, if you look on it that way / / 1 / a system, a catalogue or register / of all we carry; an...
variations on a glosa on the fourth anniversary of 9/11
Hard to believe this day is here again, / though some feel the passage of time / whenever they look into the mirror, others won’t look, / and some go mystical, and...