for A.H. OK, so I didn’t include you in an e-mail, OK, so this fact got lodged in the back of my mind, OK, so in sleep some of that back stuff comes to the front, OK, so, your mouth… Read More ›
sex (more or less)
As far as I can tell, the latest sexual-harassment guidelines do not outlaw poetry
When we began to attack traditional ways of expressing sexual desire – when We began to criminalize suggestive or insulting sounds, or sexual innuen- Does, and sexual activities including kissing! and remarks about people’s clothing Or bodies, unwanted humor or… Read More ›
The cobra, become a museum piece, complains
Poem inspired, at least in part, by a visit to the Bronx Zoo My mother me and siblings warned, It could be hard to find a mate. An argument easy to make – The sharp of tongue: often lovelorn…. Read More ›
Returning, remembering, regrets
Returning – the long flight to the capital, then to the beach The palm trees, the taxi, the dirt road, dogs asleep, The long benches and table warm in the shade of the house. Both of us, that irretrievable afternoon,… Read More ›
The Ballad of Don and Dee
At 9 in line at The Dry Goat Don heard these words from Dee: “How many lives must it consume – Our pressed, small batch coffee?” The faded denim of her shirt Agreed with gentle breasts. He helping synch… Read More ›
Mani-Pedi, a toxic Christian poem? with extensive footnotes?
Or, This being the notes of a lonely poet who has passed a neighborhood nail salon packed to the gills on a rainy Sunday evening Sometime after a Jewish Mary without exertion hatched a Christ, Lawsuit-seducing Catholics thought their… Read More ›
Quand – l’argent – le métier – leur dévouement à l’art –
When – his money – her work – her devotion to art {The English version, though chronologically the first and perhaps freer of a foreigner’s faults, here follows the French, stanza by stanza. La version française, quoique écrit après l’anglais… Read More ›
