Monthly Archives: August 2015

Crab-Apple Trees Nearing Autumn (a poem of interest)

Heavy with small sour apples—round, Darkening like clustered bruises Left by stones of hope thrown daily Through windows of opportunity Long-broken—their boughs are bent As the thin shoulders of old men Tears—held in silence, brimming Behind lashes like tangled saplings … Continue reading

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Piece by Crooked Piece

And now the moon’s long past rising, The clouds are worn and thin, draggling Fraying threads of rain behind them As they move off hesitantly, Uncertain, random. And shall we, Can we, do we carry the ornate Burdens, still, we … Continue reading

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Monsoon Season

We walk the lonely streets again, Kissed only by the wanton rain.

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Of Late (August)

Who needs more than a bench under the trees At the harbour in a sou’-sou’-west breeze As the voice of Lucretius slowly grows Insistent, dark, murmuring wings of crows?

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She Has Drawn

She comes in the night to give you Blood from her mouth she has drawn Out of thin veins and arteries Trailing from bankers and lawyers As they endeavor daily To make the city their body; A pale and prostrate … Continue reading

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Admire the Man

Just admire the man with the mullet Growing longer in back as he ages; He turns ever more highbrow in stages And dies with a spectacular skullet.

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Early Times

Under the lindens— What the British call limes— With a bottle of bourbon (It was Early Times) We lay in the moonlight Hoping for love Each wondering what The other was thinking of You said to me, baby, Will the … Continue reading

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