The Name of the Rose
“The name of the rose on her lips as she sank into darkness was…” but the dream phrase left upon waking was cut off…
Walt Whiteman Poem
(from The Nation, June 30, 2008 ) I sing to the last the equalities modern or old, I sing the endless finales of things,…
If All the Wood in the World
If all the wood in the world were to sing and every rose gave a political speech and every cloud took pity on its…
Singular Shadow
A singular shadow stood on a road and scratched its shadow head wondering which road to go down toward what shadowy goal He tr…
Angelic Physics
The coolest part is in the center of a flame The driest part is in the center of the sea The highest part when…
Chair
There’s a chair that whoever sits in it becomes less proud Grocery bags tumble their contents out on the ground Buildings refl…
Salmon
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3_Pf7zIQ6xY&hl=en] I leap these giant salmon falls like a vertically charging bull wil…
The Only Real Life
The only real life is the soul life say what you will The only real world is the next world we’ll soon know The…
Song of Departures
We all must have our song of departures for when the long shadow down the road we’re on coming from in front of us…