(2011)
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes
Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
I met her at the supermarket this… She told me she works in the schoo… I saw again a little girl nervousl… at the taunting –Tallest girl in g… And I wonder if she’s back there…
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer
liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…
we saw your burnished footprints in the soft beach sand followed them across the sea and through the shattered sky beyo… ‘one small step for man’, he said
my real name was Clarence but they always called me Dummy because they thought I was stupid I lived with my Mom and swept up… for a dollar a day ‘cause
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed