Touch From our family bones make marsh-duffsoil, salt, a kingdom of seedling, stalk—Drinking purple dawn, we wade in the strangeautumnal songs, swallow sunshine, sweet cornskin,...

Remembrance The sun sleepsIn the dirt, here.I am less smoke, more steam,The refreshing kind of bitter. In the dirt, here,We’ll plant our feet and leave.The refreshing...

observant gravity a sort of protestis underway performedin excellent style bythe superfluity of those who have ever beenbeloved by youwho beat with a hoop-stick against...

Phone Call: Grams, On Her Ex-Fiancé He’d show to work an hour late. Never have any money to go out and go anywhere. I always...

A Big Mug of Awesome Tea Lemon balm from the Carpathian Mountains.She steeped it on her Odesa balcony, letting the tea breathe its small fragrance...

Earthly Interference in Cosmic Communications Waves pass through me,Slicing me nicelyWhile leaving me whole. Currents beseechMy embarkment:Admiral of the crests. Yet Paper with dead presidentsOccupy so much...

too far out holding fire,but taking aim - puttingBackthe hands of time - hidden in my breastshattered fragmentsof bombs and rockets - making my waythrough unknown waters a shadowpasses...

Suburban Spiritual Someone plays “Amazing Grace”On a xylophone.Reverbs from the bombingsAdd percussion. Unexpected heat drives many indoors,Even the crazy flying twin garage flags.Shadows hidden in showersBecome...

The Museum of 3:00 am This is when they visit youall the gathered piecesof everything. They come rushing inin groups, in squads,in platoons, in cliques. And the...

Globe-Spinning To make my own book about a voyage to Japanwhen I was nine, I clipped color picturesfrom a travel magazine, pretendingI’d set sail, arrived...