Category Archives: A Few Swimmers Appear

The Watersnake

… In the South Mountain along a road that goes from an ocean to a great lake not far from my parents’ home I walked up to a water snake whose lower end a car had crushed revealing in blood its smooth intestines where a […]

Sleep Vanishes

… … Apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto. A few swimmers appear in a huge whirlpool. —Vergil … When sleep vanishes then you swim. Awake is no island merely swift stroke and breath. The moon is not the sun’s skull day is not what night […]

uncle

… I’ve an uncle who builds houses and he tells me I don’t write poems that what I write is vile and useless not good for anyone. There was a time I believed him his words allowed crippling all mine until I saw a word’s […]

At the Duchamp Exhibit

… I don’t want to only come look at what’s accomplished and already done but end all words all objects inanimate nailed and hung in the eyes of anyone without game or shameful need write the last poem, Me then nothing more I’ll simply leave […]

A Few Swimmers Appear

… … Apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto. A few swimmers appear in a huge whirlpool. —Vergil … sleep vanishes When sleep vanishes then you swim. Awake is no island merely swift stroke and breath. The moon is not the sun’s skull day is not […]

At the Duchamp Exhibit

… I visited Philly over the weekend (a foggy Friday with tolling bells and a sunny brisk Saturday) and had wonderful walks through the Old City and out the parkway to the art museum where I recited (on the steps) a poem I wrote there […]