poem 19

April 19, 2014 § Leave a comment

saxophone

hair untied, flying

with pelicans
on the lip of the wave, certainty

unfurling

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poem 18

April 19, 2014 § Leave a comment

potions

not that it is but
when we were growing up
it was ancient this being 64 not
that I am but one thing I notice
she said carefully is it surely takes longer
to get ready to go in the morning not
that I’m slower—-there is
more to do—-the creamy
needs a boost

poem 17

April 18, 2014 § Leave a comment

promise

you promised

what we did (and
how sweet it was)
would be if not secret, un
told

not that I care about the telling but
it does diminish your
promise

poem 16

April 17, 2014 § Leave a comment

jc

we talked into the night
more than once changed the shape of the sky
who is your consort now turning the moon
red

poem 15

April 16, 2014 § 1 Comment

before

there was a time
I didn’t know

you. hard
to believe

 

poem 14

April 15, 2014 § Leave a comment

pass the over here

the simple son doesn’t know what question to ask the wise one
believes he doesn’t need to it always comes back to the same things
we were not I am not religious but we are I am Jewish it’s important
to know a people’s story, so is pitching and using commas
when you need them

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

poem 13

April 13, 2014 § 2 Comments

no shame
like he was standing on top of a mountain
in Scotland talking to the gods or into the wind
the cat was, lid down, on top of the toilet
caterwauling

I know the feeling

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