Ann’s Visit

Too much August; it must be parceled night by night ingested in slippery hours. Outside the theater we find ourselves lost, wander into the …

Modern Metaphysics

Avihs || Vishnu Mornings || they disperse || beyond || the corn Fields, || separately. ||Sunday She || throws Her partner’s computer || (midnight) …

Mother Tongue

Folds in an ancient fuselage orchestrate an arrangement of accents. Each accent is an accident. A moist white shirt like a waiting moon sways …

Jazzy

Curls are brass like a trumpet, you eye me with the snare of your iris, I watch as Coral roars with the twenties, she …

Storm Flight

How disappointed the first flyers must have been to finally rise above the feathery white heavens and not find themselves surrounded by angels        but …

Water Harp

1 At the window, last night’s words, ashen Against the glass Black petals in the vase, delicate As the hour fading from us Their …

Four Poems

Miss Dolly Bumfrey We bear Muscat To your sick by traction. Making headway at that driving test Was the needles up-and-up. Annihilating two easy-natured …

from Broken Glosa

Rae Armantrout: I put a glose on you Habitat-themed enclosure. Zen-inflected mug. Around the block dogs bark at absence.   Habitat (entire poem) ― …

Milton’s Well etc.

Milton’s Well Predestination stopped her on the road, speeding in some overcommitment, racing impetuous down green skylines, pushing the envelope of the just-possible. On …

For Fred etc.

For Fred (Veteran’s Day, November 11th, 2004) We miss you, Mr. Rodgers. You told us straight. You were not purple Mr. Rodgers, not an …

Pieta, Detroit

Pieta, Detroit He’d been dead an hour when she came, Ambulance waiting, no hurry now. Her oldest boy. She cradled him, Lifeless, nothing like …

Advent

Advent (The Song of Aldan) I stand with the trees, as they wait for the rain. I dance with their leaves, as they breathe …

Juan

i. Picture Seville, prudent with orange-groves. The sun plays like a gnossienne beneath the trees, a tormented harlequin writhing on the fine soil. The …

Five Poems

Eight Months On Time, tidewater near, headlong has ripened you to this glowing fullness, clumsy in dormant love. Nothing can take you back to …

The Azizam Poems

the trembling that day in iran you weighed a honeydew’s weight when you first took thick milk from your dune-gold mother, purblind with sucking, …

Three Poems

TWAS it was was a translucid partition between the consciousness here below: forfeiting all things-light she goes back over the world of the world …

Two Poems

Map of America trace the pacific coast with your hand feel the moisture on your fingertips crossing the Missouri the storms off the gulf …

Lowe’s Cabins

We’d recommend them to anyone— As nice, but pricy (which is a lie)— Took our breakfast on the Lowes’ Ephesian patio by that pool …

Ex Cathedra

Beyond St Catherine’s Hill, the long chalice of river sluices through the city, canals Romans cut dividing the Itchen into die-straight races. Surrounding the …

The Asylum Fields

All the itinerant shadows of a man’s quiet hope dissected and his guts laid open for the crows. But see the place: varicose, unmaintained, …