Category: poems

• The Wheel

  Listen: about that history, the thing nobody tells you is that you can learn it or ignore it, either way you’re going to repeat it,…

• Once More Unto the Breach

  The ants are random scouts seeking what ants seek when they come into my kitchen from the garden, their aphid harvest stowed in mummy bundles…

• Embedded

  There are no empty houses in the city on the hill spirits in every pantry, dust of the ages in curtainless rooms no place to…

• Masked

  During the pandemic they called it a diaper, called it capitulation to deep-state coercion, the mark of the sheeple, they refused it and that was…

• Resurrection

  The songbird flew into the plate glass window on the second floor of the office tower, dropped like a fallen soldier to the sidewalk below,…

• Gladiolus

  They were a gift, the sort that comes with obligation: plant me somewhere before I expire and so when I awaken at 3 a.m. from…

• Shy God

  She’ll find you out walking, this shy god who left her golden girdle on the chair by the door, went out barefoot and unadorned, you…

• Hackberry

  Last night I laid my hands on the elephant skin of the oldest tree in my yard, a hackberry that shaded this house for sixty…

• Attica

  My teacher told me to write about things I knew so I wrote about riding that horse through the hills south of Attica prison in…

• Songbirds at 4 a.m.

  They sing in the dark and who knows why, the moonless night still far from over, you listen for the call of the neighborhood owls…