Volume 2 2007
Ode to New Winters in Pennsylvania
I am home to a new climate, tropical December atop these coal-breasted mountains still Himalayas to my America, momentary snow and brown sugar sun make-over seasons, turn wildflowers more tenacious, bring green electricity to their once upon a time ache for slumber. For the holidays, I have molded a white chocolate Buddha embossed with, “The [...]
If I Told You
If I told you, now that is finally springtime, and global warming has made the days longer, brighter, prematurely sultry, conjuring fine weather for starships of a new steroid summer, bulging pink dirges at the hem of the North Pole, Santa Claus in skivvies and perpetual sauna, bowling for watermelons flourishing dropped from the wandering [...]
Folded Woman
On Alison Watt’s ‘Sabine’…
Still Life
On Mark Rothko’s ‘Orange and Yellow’…
Blurring Betty
On Gerhard Richter’s ‘Betty’…
Women’s Wool
On Shirin Neshat’s Women Without Men (woman knitting)…
Freya
Goddess from the north, Freya. An angelic beauty, and the finest maiden on earth. Your eyes are like jade, and your hair is like shining charcoal. A single glimpse from you, would topple city walls. And a second glimpse, would leave kingdoms decrepit. There is not a city or kingdom that would not succumb to [...]
Hidden
I found the unfinished poem, of my recently departed friend hidden under a rock. The rock, was the cornerstone of the pensione, near the cemetery, over the bridge. The item needed only a modest flurry of verbal panache to take flight. My presumption to finish his words went as so … now this burns, as [...]
Seeking Silence
Seeking silence, I sew myself into the belly of a dead horse and commit faith to idleness and vanity. Twisting free from the umbilical of the sophists, I express honour through the desires of Vesta. Pardon is mine to give yet how will I be judged? – by thought a garrote to be placed around [...]
Trust With a Razor, Part 2
“Not for me, Pops. I don’t go for that foo-foo juice.” The stranger laughed and sat up in the chair, looking at his chin in the mirror. “You know, it seems to me that business could be better for you. A fella like you could always you a few more customers, you know. A few more loyal customers.” He emphasized the word ‘loyal’.
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