Golden Hour
“When you caught one to keep,
we took it home and I asked you to teach me.
You showed me how to spike the brain—
I thanked the fish, looked away, pressed down.
We bled it, shaved away the scales,
severed meat from bone.”
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Good Bones
“Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children.”
First Grade
“Until then, every forest
had wolves in it, we thought
it would be fun to wear snowshoes
all the time, and we could talk to water.”
Bloodline
“Ovid writes that Apollo loved the boy,
loved him more than any living thing
on this earth. But we know better.”
Breaking [News]
“I? become a machine. A transfer of information. They? become a plea for empathy,
an oversaturation of feelings we’ll fail at transforming into action.”
Cage
“The living room across the roadway
Cuts its square of light
And in it fight
Two figures, hot, irate,
Stuck between sink and sofa in that golden cage.”
Bent to the Ground
“They had hit Ruben
with the high beams, had blinded
him so that the van
he was driving, full of Mexicans
going to pick tomatoes,
would have to stop.”
In Perpetual Spring
“Gardens are also good places
to sulk.”
Parting Song
“First
it is one day without you.
Then two.
And soon,
our point: moot.
And our solution, diluted.”
Farm Sonnet
“The barn roof sags like an ancient mare’s back.
The field, overgrown, parts of it a marsh
where the pond spills over.”
Legacies
“but the little girl didn’t want
to learn how because she knew
even if she couldn’t say it that
that would mean when the old one died she would be less
dependent on her spirit so”
An Old Poem Surfaces on a Podcast
What a lovely surprise to see in my Inbox, and what an even lovelier surprise to hear. I feel very honored that someone liked my work enough to include it, let along recite/record it for others to hear.
JazzKeys
Created by Plan8 and John Soat, JazzKeys is a really fun text and music visualization experiment. It’s a reminder to me of the great projects I’d see on the Internet, in the early 2000’s.
Derek Walcott: Star
I had this strange ritual when I was an undergraduate. Well, I had several, but the one I’m talking about was what I did early in the mornings, before I went to my job at the Monroe County Public Library.
Walking Through a Spider Web
“I believed only air
stretched between the dogwood
and the barberry: another
thoughtless human assumption”