Big Sky Big sky, how you fillwith hope mid-oceanmid-prairie, mid-uplands.Mountain tops recallferocious winds worthyof note.They sing the one notein the roof rack, the onewhistled tree...

A Heart-Shaped Amulet Gazing upon the houses and fields of my kingdomI can see my grandmother outside a cottage –around her neck a heart-shaped amulet.Behind...

How Soon Is Now? Christmassomewhere in Dixie a young mothernurses her baby listening to anythingbut The Smiths while geekstry to figure out her nameher location Students shotthe footage yet thered hat that...

Fenwick Island I wish you were here,for you would understandhow the confident starscan move this nightto companionable pity,unwholesome as it is,how the imperishable seamasquerades its...

Self-Portrait after Adam Zagajewski Between dead heading the liliespicking blueberriesand arranging the fruit plate,half my July morning passes.My village is not strange to me.I have not...

WHERE ARE THE SUPERHEROES?A jubilant time, the era of the superhero,that decade when a vital young President,rejuvenated by a medical breakthrough,laid down plans for...

The night before I have not met you yetbut I knowyou will be herein the morning.I am waiting.So are you.Will you rememberyour creationmade of trust...

Ode to the Analog Age Praise the newspaper tossed each morning by a boy on a bicycle, ink of newsprint, thinness of paper. Praise phone booths...

This Little Slice of Life This little slice of lifewhere morning mango melts on the tipof your tongue so used to the tasteof sweet-sounding birds...

Immaculate Ruins It begins with a stranger’s cautious agreementto get lost for a while in the ruins of you, playing sentinel from the love seat’s worn...