Meditation on Form & Uncertainty
"The path comes into being only because we observe it." —Werner Heisenberg No, your wits can’t fix this. …
Instructional Poem
After Yoko Ono Tulips and chimneys and ash and dirt and honey and salt and hives and the…
The Treacherous One
(After Child Ballad 23: Judas) I saw my sister swikele woman beside the road robes ripped and torn from nights in the thicket.…
Hardy’s Heart
Hardy’s heart was, upon his death, removed from his body at his request. The rest of him buried in Poet’s Corner, but his heart was buried with his first…
The Recently Divorced Adjunct Professor Waits in the High School Chemistry Classroom
Twilight now, and the night school teacher sits beneath the great chart of the periodic table in the chemistry classroom the overcrowded college across the street has rented and…
Winter Thursday
Wisteria snaps another wooden slat on the arbor. In the kitchen doorway, buttoning a worn cuff, you say, Stop at Finest, I need…
The Ecstatic Giveaway
Men drive us to suicide, children pull us back. I'd have more If it weren't too late.…
Postscript, Vermeer
Must be mid-morning, the even light hitting the young woman’s forehead straight on through a window we can’t see. She’s reading a letter, been stuck on the first third…