Monthly Archives: July 2013

Move Along (a Sonnet by the Summer Sea)

Move Along (a Sonnet by the Summer Sea) Down here by the sea every word spoken is a raven’s black wings bent and straining in the updrafts over the dunes, it’s a gull’s long throat stained orange inside with guts … Continue reading

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January Haiku

Even crows must sleep— is that why none has stolen the frost-bright moon?

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At Sunset

This one’s from last September. At Sunset At sunset, the blue heron’s long-legged hunger stalks the foam-flecked tide

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Two Views of the Late July Moon from Charlottetown

Two Views of the Late July Moon from Charlottetown 1. Well after midnight the waning moon finally hauled its ragged ass over the rooftops—we might drag ours home before it sets 2. Look, the waning moon’s worn the fuck out, … Continue reading

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Do the Twist (a late July night)

This one, in a sense, plays off the stolen Du Fu poem I posted yesterday evening. Chubby Checker – The Twist Do the Twist (a late July night) A late July night. The air is still. The rain earlier only made … Continue reading

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Moonlit Night in Fort Mac Jail (stealing from Du Fu)

I felt a little ambitious this evening so I stole this poem from Du Fu (in the same way many of the poems in the middle section of Letters I Didn’t Write are stolen from dead Chinese poets). It’s a transposal—not … Continue reading

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Night Rain in July

While I was busy the night grew late, the moon slid behind storm clouds—now rain mocks me with these rhythms— how you tapped on my window

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