Poems

“The name of the rose on her lips as she sank into darkness was…” but the dream phrase left upon waking was cut off…

If all the wood in the world were to sing and every rose gave a political speech and every cloud took pity on its…

A singular shadow stood on a road and scratched its shadow head wondering which road to go down toward what shadowy goal He tr…

The coolest part is in the center of a flame The driest part is in the center of the sea The highest part when…

There’s a chair that whoever sits in it becomes less proud Grocery bags tumble their contents out on the ground Buildings refl…

[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 is the soul life say what you will The only real world is the next world we’ll soon know The…

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…

Everything’s velvety dark and warm furry and fuzzy in its particulars each new vista or room full of people or not empty or cr…

Suppose we start with what’s right in front of us Piles of books and a blue thermos full of water How can we…

Teeny-tiny mouse feet run along my ceiling in rapidly fluttery pitty-pats God’s dimension is so vast all the ticking clocks fa…

Old men are writing poems by pewter moonlight They live in different parts of the world but their pen unites them Their blood …