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New Year’s Spin/Reboot

New Years Poem The boy  stomps   in his bootsin his serious play     as he destroyssnowballs     as he lands two feet on one ballspraying his lone lot  with his snow-dusted gustohis own top spins      so futile  so funas the adults insidehuddle     rubbing their so-so heads what if    futile    were duly … Continue reading

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City Shiva

I know I have to rise from the small low chairwhose seat bears my grief print Seven days of sitting with all that quickened lovesickness Still so opened; still the quivering shellof darkness That I ever shrugged, jaded at a … Continue reading

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Providence, Numb and Number

I am sheltered on the second floor,the house, when lit, is a fishbowl. Helicopters never quit whirling over Providence.They clip the air, giant locust wings, clipand clip and clip, over gardens, greens, sewers; when they quit, the silence of grief.  In and … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving Dreamed My Poem

The poem I’m wrestling with wrestled with me all week.My dreamlife gave me these ideas: That pungent vinaigrette in the little dish:pour the rest over the poem. It will taste delicious. Push that boulder which is also a wordover the poem’s … Continue reading

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The New Thanksgiving Travel

Thanksgiving Travel You used to see the Bay; now on the way to SFOa bevy of clashing billboards, all blood-bright graphics and codes incomprehensible to the AI-dumb among us.Dumb and dumber.   Look at the airline staff: all yawns, blank, demoted to … Continue reading

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Be Here Now, California (gaps included)

Imagine, at this age, to have brought beginner’s mind to California.  Where have I been?  In the land of the skeptic, in France.  But what luck to have had California before me.  Full-on sensory discovery. Enthusiasm has a way of being boundless. (Forgive me … Continue reading

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To Rachel, at 30

Rachel is ecstatic, sparks of static electricity travelingto, from and between her and us She may have rubbed her back on a charged shag rug Yesterday her last sunset in her 20s5:04, only the sun’s orange cap, 5:05, cap sinks into … Continue reading

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On Seeing Kara Walker in Mary Janes

I was curious about the guard when she came over.There was a gap between her teeth, coffee-skinned, in museum guard clothes.  Around us the monstrosities of race, freestanding caricatures of the enslaved with robotic nerves – a man strives after a severed limb; … Continue reading

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Silent Fall

The frenzy of fall after ceding all to the sun  we walk into the pauserapt, the minus, not the slightest jangleof cicada silencesucking downinto earth’s own navel

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Poetry’s “Winged Words”

I’m becoming a real fan of poetry read aloud.  I love to hear words animated.  Silence falls, and the voice, with its hypnotic or musical or walking tones, steps in. Now that I’ve had the chance to read several times from … Continue reading

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