Stuff About Things
There once came a freak named Biddle, who wet a small booth with his spittle, or so it would seem, thought a guy named Gene, hey it’s just rain, a … Continue reading Cafe on a stormy night – Limerick, public warning
The morning coffee, a decision against cream, more traffic, less belt, pull bell cord, more lines around the eyes, less Billy Budd, Sailor, less Plath, less claws, yon scuttlers … Continue reading Paul is laminated on the bus
“We join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon move. We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness inside … Continue reading Lao Tzu on “Wu”, emptiness
Someone cut the light while I worked. It surprised me. Click. Black ribbons falling.
-7? With -29 windchill? That’s not cool at all.
Trains to Piraeus Ride My Rails There was a time I lived without you. We silent moonlit passengers Fled to the trains, as ones must When no longer sharing cups … Continue reading Poem – Trains to Pireaus Ride My Rails, a sestina
A Night Under a Tree, an Oracle After a spell the doorways open, Like two orphans the divided green grasses in waves part, And I am attenuated to a foreshadow, … Continue reading Poem 02/24/2013
Only a fable/ The Syrian Gazelle Boy/ One that got away
Fifty State Banana 