Trailing behind you along the night-deserted highway above, black sky, sharp stars, below no sound cracks through the haunted hours when all day-creatures have metamorphed to silence. You before me, Orpheus leading me up the wide entrance from Hell. I terrified that this fragile moment will crack and drop me into the void, burst to … Continue reading →

Rumplestiltskin of my soul a soul of no place of dream of never here by the skin of my flesh a singing flesh so warmly covered siding me and against Soon did I drift towards you a hazy snail into the pocket of my desire to sleep there pale with longing Take me to market, … Continue reading →

Still as stone she lies beside her husband soon to be her ex. Forty years earlier, at 28, she had expected that in death she would mirror the Egyptian statues at the museum one of two constant companions side-by-side equal and loving to eternity. Instead, when death calls, she will be single, leaving behind a … Continue reading →

tires bumping and dust rising
we rattle past fields of unkind soil
along a dirt-forgotten road

the ethereal sky
sings out its universal summer blue
and rolling hills (which I, in ignorance,
call mountains)
bid us round the bend Continue reading →

I am classified
senior.

Here there are no elder statesmen,
only the rich become elders.
The poor become merely old.
Fodder for special housing. Continue reading →

Once pots of earth
carried miles
in strawberry baskets
“and Susan shall have
a new hat.” Continue reading →

I see the yellow song upon my paper
the colour of the sun or the
centre of a daisy
petals down

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To love you, is to elect

open heart surgery
without benefit of
anesthetic
for a body which otherwise
would survive
plenty of uneventful days
with minimum exertion. Continue reading →

All her children are dead children
but some still follow her
like thin shadows
clutching at her aching legs
as she walks along the back streets

small, faded sweaters
patched jeans
tattered dresses Continue reading →

Mrs. X, her name was strange and long,
broke one night out of her dingy, foul-smelling
second floor room
and proceeded to throw all manner of things
eggs, tomatoes, dirty glasses and finally a chair
at her husband, hiding in the vestibule below Continue reading →