Category Archives: Poetry

The Wind   Out on the street The wind will Blow you around   It blows past Banners, speakers Presidents   It blows ducks Off the pond One after the other In rows   It blows around women Women with … Continue reading →

Since I don’t speak German I can’t claim to have translated this. However I have taken about five different translations, selected the best parts and UBUIZED them for your reading pleasure. So sit back and enjoy this timely seasonal classic….  … Continue reading →

Fragments of Grace     The hyperbolic queen of Main Street The driver of the great engine Of the great wheel This rare and vertiginous glory Overwhelmed by affection And slow ambulation   She has a weird second-generation Vassar walk … Continue reading →

Mars As a Planet   Mars as a planet never thinks of love And therefore never has sperm on its carpet And a woman already gone   Due to widespread nighttime exposure Mars is often on television And never sleeps … Continue reading →

Wedge   The wedge of shadow That comes and goes as She stands swaying On the front lawn Shining like a dryad On the crowded grass Her sweet gravity Has a kick to it Partakes of an ecstacy Intricate beyond … Continue reading →

One of the (oh, so many) good things about this blog is that it gives me an excuse the mine the myriad notebooks I’ve filled that have been collecting dust for eons – here’s some poems I originally dug about … Continue reading →

The Horse Ring   This horse ring’s a round we can’t help repeating A mount as old as you and me A lying understanding on the hillside A spur to do just what we shouldn’t do As broken as the … Continue reading →

Euridice   Vapor rises slowly in grey February, the scuffed snow Pitted as the peel of the moon The ash of a cigarette growing Long between your long fingernails As you stand white naked scarred Your voice flat with an … Continue reading →

One Way Of Looking At A Black-Haired Woman                            Acutely hot                        Acutely forgotten The bank doesn’t even send me statements anymore As my present love crumples The air mail letter from her lover in France And looks … Continue reading →

Coming Rain A sudden slit of lightning Echoes through the sky, dyeing Violet darkness grey As a last clear circle narrows Erased by the rim of the clouds In this light you’re just A cipher at the edge of the … Continue reading →