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This Hawk There is this hawk That careens along the currents With the sea foam in his eye And the mountain peak Churning in his gut. There i...

the swing  the old, dirty tire hanging from two chains  seesaws, always  empty,  it continues to sway praying for one  person to use it, giv...

Caritas My friend has made  an atomic chilli sauce  and given me a small jar  and a warning to be careful  it tastes wonderful  it has a bea...

Christiania * Silly to be reading the guidebook on a bench in waning light ... All day the sun had never quite escaped the clouds. But he wa...

Dream Careers Awaken 1.                    Still you have to hang out with other footballers,            their wives and girlfriends. 2.    ...

Open Mic Night feat. Ernest Hemingway Six bucks for a cup of coffee — glad I didn’t live to see the day. Robot wizards, gizmo galaxies — for...

We danced You and I danced in the living room near the ottoman chair and azure blanket as the guitarist from Mali played through his soul on...

Shall We Gather: Beginning with a Line by Kenneth Patchen See how those stars tramp over heaven, how vagrant trains below wrestle with dark ...

A Marriage My wife is sleeping by my side, I hear her breathing in and out in the chilly, early morning air. Now, after nine years together,...

Wake A doughy doll bundled in black sat in a corner, white hair piled in a Gibson bun.  Pecking her doughy cheek I got a whiff of withering....

Steeped in history The afternoon slumps --- habit calls for a cuppa. The mind craves something staunch to reboot as the coffee-fuelled resol...

Pidgin (speak white*)  Today I heard a young man speaking in tongues  from a televised platform  in the heart of downtown  Cameras rolled ba...

Relics ancient tors follow the coast, dark and gnomic, granite plugs peaks and mounds the hunched bulk of Tibrogargin Beerwah’s spike the Gl...

Nocturne No. 23 “My dreams should come to me like a lover comes to me,” she said to him. “They shouldn’t enter my room like an intruder,” sh...

Being Right So, we’ve arrived at the right answer, the committee chair intoned. And slammed his gavel on the worn sound block. And somewhere...

The return Some of the birds have come back – banded stilts, the eastern curlews, godwits, whimbrels –                                      ...

Self Translation How to translate myself? When I think of all the times my father chose not to use his tongue the words fail me. I wake to t...

Pickup Truck Father, Some nights I sneak into the garage to sit  in the passenger’s seat of your old pickup truck and dream of the highway o...

Decay    I bicycle past half empty strip malls  and worn-out fast food franchises  to the edge of the April prairie. The sun sets over the c...

Field Trip We visited the Lincoln Memorial,  the Washington Monument,  the National Air and Space Museum,  the National Museum of Natural Hi...