Poems

“I read the line over and over / as if I might discern / the little fires set / the flames of an idea licking the page”

“Illumination,” Natasha Trethewey

“Blue Door” & “Diamond Sutra”

“Blue Door” & “Diamond Sutra”

Blue Door So many years ago it ended in a question and closing she allowed it. Then she found a series of photographs he took: the aperture, an opening through which light enters. Like walking past a mirror she thought was a window and seeing another that really was...
“Eating an Orange” & “Peach Poem”

“Eating an Orange” & “Peach Poem”

Eating an Orange Orange trees lean against frescoed walls, like sunbathers on the beach. Plucking one, the branch bows above my hand as I peak through leaves. It snaps back into place, leaving a small sun in my hands. My fingernails carve into the bumpy rind pulling...
“Ducks” & “Nashville Rain”

“Ducks” & “Nashville Rain”

Ducks Walking in Centennial Park with my ex-wife Smiling as she talks on incessantly About the ducks She has a thing for mallards Which didn’t start Until we honeymooned in San Francisco And found that in Chinatown You can get duck everything: Hangers Shoehorns...