9/11 A Little Ramshackle Shack Parts 1-4
PART 1 A little ramshackle shack on a hill blown apart by the wind door roof and wal…
Poems
Elusive Crescent
Ah coy crescent hiding in a blush of sky so many want to see you and hold you to our hearts each in our…
At the Pivot End of a Life
At the pivot end of a life (between this world and the next) all the sleek black horses lined up for inspection all the…
25th day of Ramadan Poems: If We Woke Up One Morning / Blue Circles
IF WE WOKE UP ONE MORNING If we wok…
Ramadan is a Gorgeous Chorus
Ramadan is a gorgeous chorus repeated in a mist above glades of green wheat bending in blue light Ramadan meets itself coming …
Fast
Puppets can’t break their fast through their painted mouths Rocks can be said to be fasting forever Mountain “fastnesses” are …
Ramadan Suns Itself
Ramadan suns itself by the dark of night and takes no notice of earthquake or flood Ramadan begins walking toward us from the …
With a Two-Legged Goat & a Flying Fish
Who I’ve become after all my adventures on land is a seventy-one year-old man who fa…
A Spider’s Break-Fast
The small brown spider in my bathroom (honored guest whose protection is assured) after more than two weeks of patient waiting…
The Capitulation of King Stomach
Slave stomach said to the rest of the body “I am King!” and the general populace of the body acquiesced worried lest its bond…
Halfway Through the Fast
Halfway through the fast is it a giant granite stone we shoulder uphill in a boiling sun? Or pool after reflective shady pool …
Hand of Light
A crater opens in the day and swallows us whole Though we may want to wander at the base of it asking for water…