Category: Poetry


Luscious Bow (for Jo)

the acidity of 
the supper rips
her supple lips
to pieces

but a daub of care,
a sweeping tongue there,
makes it fine

Chagall 2021

Soil Doesn’t Stain

I am startled by reflections in glass,
exciting further reflections

once I am once removed 
I am no longer

the shortest distance between two points
is today a jagged line

I curate my catalog of memories
and that of my dreams into a single volume

in time for the burning
but out of step with the geese

I go deep underground 
to make love with mycorrhizae

as sad as I

I used to be
a fun guy

Chagall 2021



Communion

The noise is deafening;
startled, I run to see

There strewn about the hallowed ground,
injured and writhing, a host of better angels

Chagall 2021

Far Too Soon, Close To Many

I can't keep track of whom I'm mourning,
too many leaving too quickly,
a chorus forgotten, faces overlap in my heart, 
small souvenirs, mementos in cameo, 
loved ones in bit-parts I waited lifetimes to see
and now they're gone

disappeared, slipped away,
sound bytes on my inner ear
without replay

deep below my eyes
I fall forever inward

there is a downpour 
in the hollow of my body,
the distant thunder close now
despite the faded rumble

the evaporating shimmer,
the last vestige of having been heard,
head down, shoulders resigned to the weight,
the compression of billions of light years atop the spine,
energy density, kinetic wherewithal, frenetic withdrawal

where is everybody going? 

better don't take me 
with you - without me 
who would remain for you 
to be missed?

on the face of the water
the air must remain perfectly still
for You to be mist

more than a smoke ring,
an eternal cloud of whimsy
in search of reenactment

reanimation
rebirth

life anew

cc: CC 2021
Written for 
dearest Norman, Lottie, Ginny,
Tricia, Arthur, Carol, and Kelly 
Until we meet again - ci vediamo

Sun shows up our pain,
life goes on now when she ends,
if only bells tolled

cc: CC 2021

Soarin’

nowadays I can practically 
will it to happen

incredulous you
imbecile you
unstable untenable
you impenetrable
...once upon a time
you

no love
nowhere

the dark spot

hold on 
commence full glide

cc: CC 2021






And…

I told her the popcorn would come in handy
and indeed it saved her life

cc: CC 2021

Sweet Abetting

sometimes I forget what day it is
and whether I am awaiting your return 
from work or a train or your errand downtown
some weekend and who I might be
while in waiting
I write a song so beautiful I cry 
so that I cannot sing it

cc: CC 2021

oddly
this has made us
all holy

cc: CC 2021

The Transom

my grandfather's shed was a chicken coop
though he never kept any chickens there
with gravel floor and bees
right over the door 
which made leaving hard
a large rock-hive
holed and teeming
built in the studded eave
outside the coop 
grandpa smoking 
L&Ms burning leaves
at night when the air is cool

cc: CC 2020

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