Poetry

Once started nothing stops but for moment breath’s caught time stays patient.

You plummeting shards of the darkness, You rising stars in the light still Fumbling for the rickety trellis Of morning, your suddenness fills The whole unsteady air with whirring Where we awaken quiet together, Breathing soundlessly, no least stirring While your wingbeats alter the weather Of daylight arriving beyond The window, quick-feathered rushing And calling…

All-sufficing person come alive again! Light’s at attention — polite at the end of the sea. High gold & celibate, a bold celestial glare — Here. Sharks in the pines, the park shines. This isn’t the only time. Once before you stood on a hill of sand — wind in your child-like hair — blowing,…

Papa called her Pearl when he came home late, swaying as if the wind touched only him. Towards winter his skin paled, buckeye to ginger root, cold drawing the yellow out. The Cherokee in him, Mama said. Mama never changed: when the dog crawled under the stove and the back gate slammed, Mama hid the…

Swam a dream through the ivory gates. Eden, it was Eden, she moved in a green light not of our skies. Reality denied, her lips hid much joy.      Voices rippled      in the marvelous      garden, verse      was composed and      rehearsed.      Beasts had no      fury, fear      never entered there. In that wondrous garden God too strolled rich…

Play beach volleyball Make surfboards & live at Dana Pt. Pick up chicks galore Shine it on & get a good suntan Catch cancer from the chemicals in the water Die a grotesque death Have a movie made about your life Make sure you look thin in every scene

I will lead you with my dark eyes. My eyes of ash, shadow, earth. My eyes that are secrets the darkness keeps and never gives back. This is the season of night. It is the landscape of sleep, dreams, and death. We will not talk to the features of the moon. There is no way…

In what heaven or hell do you, Bob, booze? If heaven, there’s gin sempiternal, you wake on a cloud press a button and an angel comes in with an enchanting tinkle or, if you’re allowed in the Elysian Fields (why not? you boozed an epic amount), you’ll wander till you find that stream of gin,…

Twist away the gates of steel — Devo O wide blossom-splashed private drives Along which sullen mouthed little guys In motorized surreys Ride shotgun over spectacular philodendra! O paradise of zombies! O terminal antipathy to twist And shout! O hotel sized garages Inside which smoothly tooled imported motors Purr like big pussies under long polished…