Category: poems

  • Twelfth Amanita Ode : To Replace Waking with Realization

        Rusty brown spores of the Goliath Webcap in calcareous Asian woodlands.     Slimy violet cap of the Bitter Bigfoot Webcap in old North American beechwoods.     Long black underground rhizomorphs, under the bark of fallen trees like bootlaces, of the Honey Fungus in a British garden.     Troops of Salt-Loving Mushrooms along a Scandinavian seashore.     Plastic-wrapped packages of […]

  • Continuing Despite Uncertainty

    Semantics putting an era’s sandwich behind our sisters, my avocado habit completely deceased, officers exalt industry often: Sherpa Chancellors, god forbid upending forgotten adulterers, though magnificently demonstrative, had a loss of temporality, a genuine incantation of throngs and rampages…but let me please return to the clear iteration, dune silent abominations of the normal disaster by […]

  • Like a Man without Country

    When perturbing the kept redundancies of a country, a gramophone prevailed surprise bet under slippers. It was a bell parading as wavering blights, paid for by revolts as brothers slept, it was, so it seemed, the blanket of a young sun. The decree, capable of hypocrisy within minutes of winter, was worth chagrin for so […]

  • Remnants of a Once-large Dead Star

    Lapping mind’s morning sounds like sustenance, see it running back, sea organization: a mobile disaster. Divorce introduced the afternoon again, easily it was the worst collective goal one could think of, drive to a road and count. We don’t know when it’s going to rain, a kitchen and the idea of Minerva, candidacy, call the […]

  • Loving on Movies

    Cold, enduring mammals, tresses of aviation from last century’s manner brought moors to life, then ordained contracts with whomever seemed arresting or fit for envy, masts of nothing significant laterally known as between. Emasculating the unfortunate laps of river ribbons, to have known every hem prophetic and private, if pleasing, relations diverted the woods of […]

  • Gornisht Means Nothing

                                                                I don’t know the rule I’m supposed to follow but frankly, nor do I care. The space turned itself out when it declared I AM NOT SPAIN. Fire, or some electric sign, a brothering, like a row of grown-up sisters, to the sounding thirst I bade farewell, unnecessary acrobat unloved. Of the mouth we chose […]

  • Bridge Demolition

    Again, we awake to chatter of teeth hitting a concrete heartbeat. Heard within my ear. A tractor begets its face of garden trowels to dig the rusted out. Wet birdleaf plumes brandy cedar and shavings scent my hair. All bodies torn from water. Rumbles thunder our words pushed back. Punched sheetrock chalks the river in […]

  • To Be Invisible

    Sunlight grass yellows In every none I find one who kneels. invisible. A click at the back Absent rain curves our way. summerfull, river white. Heat runs us Watermelon wet, I trace finger to window, we turn inside the village of split ends. dizzy out the waterfront. A silver school breaks That light threshing sound. […]

  • Dear Reader

    It’s all made up. The light is yolk-fed. Rearing. A sky of egg shells, you will feel discomfort. A crack in your wooden table. There are no real rivers. No islands. There are no fireflies to distil darkness or the lamp of your hair. Apple true and listing, you will look for those names. I […]