My Rhythms
A man is tying his horse to his rowboat in the Nile So that neither will his boat float away Nor his horse walk off. Two women on adjoining rooftops Are arguing and shaking their fists And the man defecating by the roadside Acknowledges the sensibilities of others By facing away from the road. The […]
Mr Heade Went to Brazil
In 1863 a Mr Heade Went to Brazil to paint hummingbirds. He could have stayed In Washington and worked on specimens, but instead Mr Heade said, ‘Hummingbirds are found only in the New World. Europe has its jewels. These are ours. They are so beautiful Cynics hate them. Im going.’ Arriving In Rio de Janeiro […]
Eating Out
False grapes and genuine salami Hang from the restaurant ceiling And we are under them Eating the spaghetti carbanara And snails and we feel full Of meaning. The hostess sits At the front door at a lectern With a musician’s lamp Shining down on her sheet Of reservations. Have you been there. You have been […]
Breaking Light
Still The sky is milky and blurry. Filled With uncertainty is the sky’s psychology. Thrilling Experiences are not promised. The will Is diminished as it measures itself against these hills Of water. The sun is a white disk. Light is filtered. The spilled Crape myrtle leaves in a single night look individually killed And litter […]
Alone in Love
I sit on the edge of the swimming pool. A leaf In the skeletal stage floats by. Then the caw of a crow That could break a bone. I am loved but feel alone. I look for something above. An amputee Has climbed the the rose-of-montana vine. No. The tulip tree has been brutally pruned. […]
