Archive for the ‘ immortality ’ Category

Embrace

It would be easy, you’d think, to write a poem about the arc of an arm or the absolution of an embrace, but really, the hand has nothing to do with the pen it holds and the hand cannot love you. You put them on hips; on hers – you are dancing, on yours – [ READ MORE ]

Town of Babel

In the town of Babel we spoke in trees and in the gleam of winter sunlight crossing itself over coats of ice, the sound of cold water running itself into icicles. There is no garden to leave, only a garden to be in. No language to speak, only something to speak of. In the town [ READ MORE ]

The Fall

It feels as if this must be the season for writers *** Color rips through the pale backdrop – beauty inked into a blank page A thin coat of paint over quiet fear – the inevitable fade Its name – The Fall – says something about the first wilting of The Garden where Man is [ READ MORE ]

Bees

I’ve seen scars like these before a bee’s nest that bubbles out of the chest wings that beat beneath the skin the sound alone is enough to rub a body raw She spent her time feeling for the power inside of trees He bought new glass for the window panes and ushered her indoors “This [ READ MORE ]

Child

When the time came I made her out of paper I gave her a good name for pretending she knew how it felt to be loved And water won’t rinse out the anger I felt when I made her and the dust ran dark with mud She said my skin will drift back into dust [ READ MORE ]

One Hundred Years Of This

I imagine myself wishing for warmth believing in the meaning behind subtlety A headache comes in my next incarnation – Morning I move through phases of my relationship with loneliness which wax and wane like illuminations of the moon You say Yes, I can commiserate with you because we are both afraid of knowing each [ READ MORE ]

My Ghost, Whose Name I Do Not Know

In the homes of our heroes we hold our hands high We cut them down from the ceilings W hold their heads as they cry *** I can’t escape the smell of burning plaster as I sleep in your home It’s the taste of your mouth that bites my tongue when I cough and spit [ READ MORE ]

Pursuit

Sheathed in night you cast a bell onto the breeze and watch it toll itself away on the winds that blow forever and ever At the end of the pier you stand and watch the lights that shine from the opposite shore and you hear the bell ringing away at the tops of the waves [ READ MORE ]

New York, ’94 (revisited, revised)

The doctor said Don’t trust people who don’t smoke pot or listen to Dylan don’t trust people who don’t like the beach and don’t ever trust people who say they don’t like dogs and then he walked into the ocean and just disappeared for awhile well he found love in some guitarist’s apartment I guess [ READ MORE ]

Stepping Across the Stars

We hid in places where the whispers which echoed from yesterday couldn’t sneak into our hideaway and with eyes set on the sky and feet floating in the forest canopy we skipped across the trees because we’re that rare species born up in the leaves with feet that grow down to the ground and every [ READ MORE ]

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