“what’s Up? ”
To walk down a street in that neighborhood
and not get hassled you had to look like
you could deal with abuse—you had to
be able to look into the lowered... more »
A Night In July (Love Poem)
Alone with one lamp
I bite into the red pearl of a nectarine.
It’s been a year of lay-offs, impulsive
travels, and birth... more »
After The Rains (Love Poem)
Below the poplar trees,
below the intricate swaying
sprays of mist, our child
not yet one year... more »
Somebody asked me
but I'm not going
to argue about... more »
Alone Together (Love Poem)
I need to know the name of that bird and find out
who is making such music I never heard before.
I'd have a start if I could see a wing or a tail
or something. But it stays hidden away... more »
Cloth Of Cilantro
I'm taking up the pearls of cloth one more time.
I'm doing it without any losses, for a change.
I'm starting with the cloth of cilantro,
starting with the stain of it on my fingers,... more »
Watery shadows and grass ladders
at the bottom of that brook,
where the crayfish
waited. And the girls... more »
Dreaming Of A Daughter
I wove a blanket
out of the sand
and a little hat... more »
Fulfillment is uncomfortable, fulfillment is uncontrollable.
What is it that Dylan Thomas told of a "weather's wind…"
"that through the green fuse drives the flower" drove
his green age-... more »
Emily Dickinson's Lightning
You're at peace again.
You smell her musk
on your skin again.... more »
Fallen Petals (Love Poem)
To lose you, it is nothing to lose you,
to stand only in the rain of you,
the rain that falls only from you,
from the bottom of your hair.... more »
For Pablo Neruda (Elegy)
broad shouldered men,
I see them in the newspaper
with their perfectly styled hair... more »
From Either Side Of You (Love Poem)
I thought I would keep going without you,
stay in these few rooms, stare at the chairs I hate
without you. I thought I would go on like that,
alone with my days, bitter, smoking into the steering wheel... more »
In-Terminal Rose (Love Poem)
Coral rose in the garden in June, and another rose,
another coral, the dye shading the garden floor, close
to me, jewel after June rain, flare of integral color,
rose in the dusk, hoist of the petals, pillar of thorns,... more »
I remember Lorca holding a paper plate
with Greek figs. He was looking at that child
who sometimes looked like him.
And because he, Lorca, is comprehensible... more »
Matisse For A Minute
Here I am thanking
Matisse after thirty-three years,
looking at his paintings against
the hoard of compiled trash,... more »
My Boat, My Waves (Love Poem)
I start out
to write about
the boat on my
medallion from Crete.... more »
Mysteries And Counter-Mysteries (Love Poem)
I believe in mysteries that live
on their own fire― the seeds and branches
of twilight, the blood alert within the mysteries
opening drenched layers of woman's skin.... more »
I called this guy out, I completely lost it,
I tore into his gut, his eyes went wild he wrecked
my ear with his ringed fist I felt... more »
Not A Zen Man
Roamed around drunken on Crete
maybe too long. In my chaos I met
an obsessed man from Belgium
who studied Zen a man about fifty... more »
Psychodraft (Anti-Draftboard Madness Poem)
I’m watching the Anthony Perkins of Psycho.
My 1968 draft board.
I like the tide when it stays out, the sea has taken enough, I said.
Please explain, he said.... more »
Ritual Together (Love Poem)
I meant to ask her about a cup
we brought home from Greece.
Harvesters carrying long sheathes of wheat
in the carving that spreads from the handle,... more »
Seduction Of The Groom (Love Poem)
Now I remember how you resisted me
and the solitary way I lived
back then, when we started up.
I was still too reckless, I was like... more »
Stephen Was An Ecstatic Dancer (Aids Elegy)
Stephen was an ecstatic dancer until he was twenty-one and I wouldn’t go
to see him dying from AIDS.
I didn’t have what takes to be there to make a salutation... more »
It all came down to a crane I saw
flow into blurring dusk and shallow water.
It didn't notice me stopped there a couple of
row-boat lengths away, chewing a Tuscany loaf,... more »