A SIMPLE MACHINEThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society.
Frayed and wild threadsfrom where the knife torethe rope from...
I Called You Orion
when you were in my belly,small as a grapefruit seed.Within the dark of my wombyou shone of your own constellation-star glow-growing...
Minute shards of glass
settle upon the bar counter
like finely milled powder
The barkeep smiles at no one in particular
as if born an automaton
No warmth offered...
The Pruning
Deadhead the groundwhere petals lay,
not the blossomed branch, rivered& riveted
this garden, this squareof pear & pine.
Unlockthe pruning knife, cut the roses
back to thorn,...
Dinosaur Sonnet
“Everything is true, and nothing is true!” —Albert Camus
My vanilla is dripping while fires spreadand there must be better ways to say this.
Land dinosaurs...
WITNESSING PHOTOSYNTHESIS
My partner ina sturdy flowerpot.
She trips the lightfantastic, into all life.
Comets arcuniverses, for her.
Waves entwine like wreathsto holidays, for her.
A sturdy flowerpotwalks out...
Feathers in a Folktale
The rabbi told the gossipto rip open a pillowand release the feathersto the wind.
“Now bring them back,”the rabbi ordered.“Every single one.”
Scattered...
HUSBAND
A handthat reaches out
mooring mefrom a night of wind-tossed dreams
luring me back to portthis bed our terra firma
the heat of his palmthe only thing...
