The Groom Stripped Bare By His Bachelors
There were little blue flowers
that rang when you touched them, he said,
and tasted like honey.
Then he stopped talking. Palm
fronds and eucalyptus. Grasses
rising, thickening as...
Aubade
King of neither plant nor animal
but of mornings after
rain / / ghost sprung in the gloaming
a memory of betweenness / /
arisen in the dark
and...
A Theory of Falling
What a good use of time falling is
& regardless of the into, i.e. a pile
of leaves, their rustle, a love, the little
sigh a bed...
Wednesday, March
I demand a day without so much fucking sky.
Or, so much brown earth, flattened
as though rolled and pinned
by the muted white firmament.
I loved it...
Battle of Silicon Valley at Daybreak
In a countryside green as a dollar bill,
with the much handled commercial vegetation
from around mall parking lots or in freeway divides,
in a landscape where...
hottest july
on record. we’ve heard
it before, the hottest ____
on record. just fill in the
revolving blank.
hail mary, full of grace
ravenous wildfires. floods.
look! here’s video, a camper
van...
Ball
Curtains draping
over lungs
netting over
the tiny me
in my spine
melting
and wet
like a funeral
but only stretched out unfurling into snake
swelling into netting
so large it chokes out the...
Tornado Back Home
It was the sound of stirring stone fruits
In a stationary blender, and the screens
Guarded discernment, and slats faced the wrong
Way, smoke alarm pierced with...
Roux for the Departed
Heath, here I am, still,
whisk in hand, dusting bubbling butter with flour
in this Brooklyn kitchen, waiting for flame
to toast away the raw flavor
the way...
The Yiddish World: Five Poems
Paul Buhle: A few words about the poems: These poems could be described as working notes of successive field trips during 1978-83. Poetry, being...
1-800-HOT-CHAT
It’s such a dumb thing small thing. Right? I’m on the phone faking this guy out. Maybe some regular. He can’t know that I...
What Grandma Read at the Bottom of My Cup
The hand that strokes the sleeping cheek will throb
with self-control: a pulsing power station.
Kindness is titanium. So plant.
The seed will burrow up through dirt...