Because the shad are swimming in our waters now, breaching the skin of the river with their

The gathering family throws shadows around us, it is the late afternoon Of the family. There is still enough light

I married you for all the wrong re… charmed by your dangerous family h… by the innocent muscles, bulging l… weapons under your shirt, by your… the colors of painted scraps of su…

1. THE SACRIFICE On this tile the knife like a sickle-moon hangs in the painted air

What we want is never simple. We move among the things we thought we wanted: a face, a room, an open book

For Jews, the Cossacks are always… Therefore I think the sun spot on… is melanoma. Therefore I celebrat… New Year’s Eve by counting my annual dead.

We invent our gods the way the Greeks did, in our own image’€”but magnified. Athena, the very mother of wisdom, squabbled with Poseidon

It was early May, I think a moment of lilac or dogwood when so many promises are made it hardly matters if a few are bro… My mother and father still hovered

I am only leaving you for a handful of days but it feels as thought i will be gone forever the way the door closes

I have banked the fires of my body into a small but steady blaze here in the kitchen where the dough has a life of its…

I sing a song of the croissant and of the wily French who trick themselves daily back to the world

I remember what my father told me: There is an age when you are most… He was just past fifty then, Was it something about the trees t… There is an age when you are most…

Into the gravity of my life, the serious ceremonies of polish and paper and pen, has come this manic animal

January Contorted by wind, mere armatures for ice or snow, the trees resolve to endure for now,