Any Common Desolation

Any Common Desolation can be enough to make you look up at the yellowed leaves of the apple tree, the … More

As Planned

As Planned After the first glass of vodka you can accept just about anything of life even your own mysteriousness … More

Empathy and New Year A notion like that of empathy inspires great distrust in us, because it connotes a further … More

A Blessing in Disguise Yes, they are alive and can have those colors, But I, in my soul, am alive … More

Mary At first a fluttering then a kick, his fist pummelling my rib cage when I knelt to pray. They … More

BC – AD This was the moment when Before Turned into After, and the future’s Uninvented timekeepers presented arms. … More

December Il va neiger dans quelques jours Francis Jammes The giant Norway spruce from Podunk, its lower branches bound, this … More

Supper Never before has she danced so well. Now she stands before him, her feet bare, Anklets lightly … More

Humankind We carry the trust. It was not imposed on us, nor are we heedless. Sometimes the stillness stands in … More

Drunken Winter Oak oak! like like it then cold some wild paddle so sky then; flea you say “geese … More

Ways of Rebelling Who needs to be at peace in the world? It helps to be between wars, to … More

Ultramarine for Philip Archer Looking for the perfect blue, water to swim in, not through, to fill his … More

the prophet came to me with a poor man’s tale of his one ewe lamb sworn to him … More

There was winter’s cold and moisture in the bedclothes, in the walls and floor, our bodies tired from a … More

The Poet Wearies I’ve had it with being Your herald. Everybody has a voice, why am I the one … More

To the victorious I will send an unsettling message and these simple questions: enemies, something gives me reason to … More

Borders Ground Floor between Fiction and Poetry. The second time in as many days. It comes at me. … More

Greenbelt Festival, Friday 23rd August Outside, it is a very warm 28º. Inside our tented venue the canvass and stage … More

In Praise of Darkness Old age (the name that others give it) can be the time of our … More

Yes It’s like a tap-dance Or a new pink dress, A shit-naive feeling Saying yes. Some say Good morning Some … More

Ten Thousand It is dusk. The birds sweep low to the lake and then dive up. The wind … More