Category Archives: Cosmology

Snow In A Field At Night

I passed a painter all alone Walking in the night, her eyes filled With rods measuring remembered Skies and their uncertain hues Against wide wavefronts of blue Twisting particles and pieces torn From dying stars and galaxies Into figures like … Continue reading

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The Feet of Blue Herons

If you happen to live in another town, Or country, or even galaxy As dim and distant in time as in space From these words, this language, the narrow Range of pitch across its plosive phonemes, Do not worry if … Continue reading

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Ocean Sounds in the Distance

You’ll find, if you sit under lilacs And watch the people pass by, The wind will bring you their murmurs As sibilant and seemingly sensical As the ocean sounds in the distance Responding to gravity’s mumbled Recitations of the numbers … Continue reading

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Looking West Across the Marsh, Late Afternoon

The herons are preliminary Scrawls, penciled faint against the sky, Most with their bodies tilted at forty-five Degrees to the imaginary Horizon at the vanishing point, Gliding in on barely discernible arcs; Two are turning and curling their wings In … Continue reading

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Lilacs Convulsed the Sea

Hello again, it’s been a while Since we walked that lonely mile Together to an empty beach Full of silences we couldn’t breach. The moon brimmed full—all promises Of love and lingering kisses And quiet mornings with words unsaid That … Continue reading

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This Way and That

I’m not here to tell you just how the days must flow. They will flow as they will, as water down any grade; Not because it seeks a slope but because one is there. And the stream is dark in … Continue reading

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Theology

These gods you chase into the gaps? Nothing. Nothing between atoms. Nothing under the bed.

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While the Wind Tangles Your Hair

I want to sit with you in the shade While the wind tangles your hair Listening to you talk of things that exist Listening to you talk about the spectrum The spectrum on which things are portrayed The arbitrary nature … Continue reading

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No Roadside Assistance

February ends The moon’s a blown-out tire, flat Slapping on asphalt The bent rim rolls on and on Trailing sparks across the night

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The Face of Allah

I could not find the face of Allah In the debris of mountain slides, In blue fragments of mosaics, In the desolation of stars fallen behind The ground-down blade of the moon. I heard rumours he spoke in many voices … Continue reading

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The Moon Turns Over and Over—As a Song

Michael Leon occasionally puts to music my attempts at writing songlike things, as he’s done with this piece I wrote last fall (lyrics here). The simple (but perhaps overly busy) video portion must be blamed solely on me as I … Continue reading

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Let Great Wings Descend

Morning and evening clocks constrict the day. If time must be measured measure it by when The blue heron’s shadow darkens the bay. Do not appoint an hour in which to play At work or work at love, sleep or … Continue reading

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The Moon Turns Over and Over

I’m gone out walking in moonlight With yesterday’s dew in a flask To count all the stars above me. They’re the questions I’ve never asked. The moon turns over and over, It’s a coin I’ve tossed in the sky. But … Continue reading

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Count Up the Things That’ll Always Be (The Entropy of Bitter Coffee, a country song)

It was long after midnight when I heard you knock ‘Cause you couldn’t get your goddamn key in the lock. I didn’t say nothing when I let you in But the coffee this morning’s as bitter as sin. Chorus We met … Continue reading

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Vanishing Point (Little Sands, PEI)

I was sent a fine, short, dark image the other day about stillness in Little Sands. It precipitated this poem since I have felt at the water that sort of stillness that seems both complete and empty at once. I think it … Continue reading

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Behind the Dance of Moon

Maybe tonight you will hear how the stars whisper behind the dance of moon tangling seaweed

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Between the Lines

The crows are constant scrawls There above fields of dandelions Pushing up, yellow, indecipherable, Swaying in the wind of starlings’ wings. Sometimes at evening a raven calls At the edge of the bonefield sky Eroding till the first quarter of … Continue reading

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Video reading of Another Year in the Minors

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Another Year in the Minors

April Between pitches, the left fielder counts the green threading slow through last year’s yellow grass May Behind him the lilacs shiver at his passage, scent each throw back to the infield with desire June Scuffing his toes at the … Continue reading

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Video reading of The Winter Wings of Gulls (sestina)

The Winter Wings of Gulls I’ve been meaning to make an actual video of this sestina (video above, text below), rather than just me reading it at home. I even shot some stuff for it last fall in various places, … Continue reading

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