To the
Poet—S. K.—
on Channel WNET-13
Your unexpected
radiance lightens the gloom
in Brooklyn. You hunch;
you sit by the sea.
Rumbling like the rumpled waves,
your voice splashes me....
A Kind of Spring
The best time to fall in love
is when you share your greatest fear
with someone who isn’t listening.
There’s a decent chance that
will...
Vacuum
Not a heavy weight, more like
carrying around the five extra
pounds from the holidays all year.
Or maybe more like something one
picks up and sets...
War StoryHere is the book
with torn pages.
Only half remains
to be deciphered.
And here is the house
with burnt rooms,
and a few fading photos
scattered across the floor.
And...
School Yard Games
I.
Huddled
still
too many of us
for the
old oak to hide
We wait
silent
tap, tap, tap our shoulders
giggles erupt
II.
Crouched
under
the desk, knees up heads...
Breathing Away the Darkness
At night, lights appear, unseen amongst
daytimes dominating sun.
Scattered bits of moon peering curiously
through window slats.
The warmth of some adjoining room
creeping...
Trick of Rings and Things“The Lord
is my Ringmaster, I’ll always want!”
Said
Gollum
A fiend
For the
ring
Crack ho’
Of his time
What is the meaning of the ring?
Love is
an
overrated
misunderstood
thing
Precious
metal
surrounding
the
space
waiting
for
something
to
occupy...
I Am
I
am like the Phoenix in mystical mythology regenerating energy amongst the
ashes, strengthening my wings over shadows cast by yesterday’s doubts for
today……………
I am the...
There is in the Water
What happened here the history I mean thismean thing there right there the bridgewhere they were lynched and who elsewas there and this is always here Ito make them mean something and howcan inanimate objects say...
occupier artclasswindow is crackedopen to let fresh air in. outsidesunny schoolyard under
lovely cloudless sky,the kind of blue beggingto be licked and torn asunderby hungry...
