Tag Archives: ars poetica

Tomatoes

I know Neruda wrote an ode to one. There is no reason to look, which would surely be discouraging. And it does take courage, this poetry game, to put words to what everyone else knows as well or better — love, … Continue reading

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Two Shocking Poems

Be Careful What You Wish For! Be careful what you wish for! After a life of silent meditation, Thomas Merton journeyed to the East seeking wisdom, the spark that ignites truth, stood in the bath to switch on the fan, and, … Continue reading

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Previously published in 2009 at vox poetica dot com

You and I are parentheses   There is a space between us Unvoiced, ironic, bounded By thin moons of restraint Two bodies symmetrically opposed Enclosing whispered knowings   What comes next must be said Aloud

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Dream Poem

All I have are words — egg shells & feathers, hollow bones, empty nests — to give you, numbingly, the endless iconography, litany/liturgy of love & loss, sad little hellish dreamworld I  less inhabit than wear around me tight as … Continue reading

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…for a strange poem that wants to be beautiful

These are notes for a strange poem that wants to be beautiful. It starts, you will not be surprised to learn, with the full moon behind broken backlit clouds, shining through in a pattern that reminds me of the Crab … Continue reading

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Pacific Coast, July 2012

MENDICINO SEASCAPE Abalone, coastal fog, talk of tides. What is life but a rusty crab pot and a hundred poems unwritten? Told, untold, fold, unfold, like breathing. Open, close, like a book of souls. ***** LUNATIC ARPEGGIO Lovemaking heard through … Continue reading

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Of the Impossibility of Becoming a Swift…

Of the Impossibility of Becoming a Swift is also the title of a poem I have yet to write but today it would be easier to write After the Long Summer of Our Discontent except for the fact that I already … Continue reading

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