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There are too many moonless nights on account of the clouds, nights when nothing is illuminated, when a poet stumbles blind. My heart is not a lantern. It is a hard, dark place, a burned-out star, dense, dull-eyed, stealing fire. … Continue reading
blue budgies two lovely singers you both bright eyed your window wide neither cat crow wind nor snow do sylvan dreams on feathered wings yet take flight this velvet night? in my cage my wingless age bound by weight a lifetime’s … Continue reading
Paavo, bag of bones so small now, all your meanness made light, flown away.
One way is on my stomach, knees bent so my ankles cup the curved top of the arm rest just so, like we were made for each other, with enough room at the top of the pillow for the big … Continue reading
For “Chicken” the Cat (1987-2001) April rain, a good day for digging, The cat is just three hours dead, And I still hear his white throat trilling On the wings of white cranes overhead. Sometimes, Chicken, the sky is falling … Continue reading
Take My Bulgarian Joke Book. Please. (Words from a story by the same name by Michael Kimmelman, NYT 31 October 2010) Gabrovo, Bulgaria. The sign leading into town reads, Welcome and good riddance. Black-and-white photographs from the opening day … Continue reading