Category Archives: poem

Al Gore’s Cowboy Boots (part 2)

Picture Al Gore’s cowboy boots wading through the streetwater of Miami Marching toward you, actually with a sense of urgency Getting closer and closer until they fill the screen And you, like everyone else watching protected by a shield made … Continue reading

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On Ashbery’s A Wave

John Ashbery’s A Wave is an itch I would scratch if I could. I am drawn to this book, out of all of Ashbery’s books, time and again, drawn to the very mystery of its attraction. True it does contain the … Continue reading

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Prayer for Tomorrow

Monday morning, 9:30 your life will change —from Prayer for Tomorrow, the first poem of my chapbook, One Step: prayers and curses. On the 12th of this month it will be exactly one year ago. I was at work when … Continue reading

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On Illness as Metaphor

Note: I wrote the following earlier this year and for obscure reasons didn’t want to share it then. Now, with the publication of my cancer related poems, the time is right.   A quick scan of the reviews of Susan … Continue reading

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One Step: Prayers and Curses

My Prayers and Curses chapbook of poems will be published by Atomic Theory Micro Press in an edition of fifty hand-sewn and numbered copies. Pre-sale begins on the 30th.  

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My Love and the Catfish

Mirror, Crescent and Round Lakes, though little more than decorated retention ponds, made three, and Tampa Bay drew the fourth line: boxed in. Lake dwellers now, we walked block after block seeing everything house-shaped. I wondered, will I ever be … Continue reading

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Jerry Lewis Comes Home

Who will we call on to help us negotiate the tripwires, to summon the courage to trip, for we will, inevitably, over every one and not to dud, please, but to spring back nonplussed, now that you have fallen? Dear … Continue reading

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