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Summer, 1995

Three rooms, sight unseen, rented from a nurse and her husband.

Summer, Rhode Island and Other Poems

My body. Stop the air. Travel by stopping, full stop, just there.

Sunrise Reminds the Shama to Emerge

sunrise reminds the shama to emerge from her perch in the pandanus tree

Switch

Ghost still pace Georgia, hungry for babies, for husbands.

Tempus

The fires in the hills signify nothing more than their own wonder.

Ten Landscapes

“If the world is becoming a void, the artist must fill it with his soul.”

That Ain’t Jazz

They drink hard liquor and growl about which musicians are hot.

The Afterlife

Sometimes the phone would ring and ring, and I’d go answer. It was him.

The Arctic Variations

I have seen your ocean. I have heard your waves beside my bed.

The Awakening

For the first time in her life she stood naked in the open air.

The Balkans at Rest

A photo essay on hope in the wake of the devastating Bosnian War.

The Beauty of the Night

All was hushed and stonily still, like the moon and its lights and shadows.

The Bedwarmer

Anytime I drifted off I wished to wake up against a cold, silent body.

The Call of the Open

The billows murmur at our feet, where the earth and ocean meet.

The Captain’s Roses

In that instant, Niel lost one of the most beautiful things in his life.

The Choir

I walk and I rest while the eyes of my dead look through my own.

The Clock of Paradise

The cottage stood as a metaphor for what she wanted out of life.

The Correspondence-School Instructor Says Goodbye to His Poetry Students

I have to say I am relieved it is over: at the end I could feel only pity.

The Cows at Night

In that great darkness could I explain anything, anything at all.

The Crazing of the Lagniappe

A gift tells you who you are and what you’re not in the eyes of others.

The Dangerous Shirt

The danger of the shirt—always, every moment, it is so obvious.

The Decay of Lying

My own experience is that the more we study Art, the less we care for Nature.

The Detached and Other Poems

However hard I trudge and search I cannot find the hills I have climbed.

The Diezmo, Part Three

In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.

The Distance

Decay enters us through the eyes. As always I lose focus.

The Divorce

Some people you come across you come to love. He was one of them.

The Dream of Adoration and Other Poems

The goose cannot see the North but knows exactly where it lies.

The Dress

Despite seeing the other knockoffs, I hoped my dress would be perfect.

The Elves and the Shoemaker

When he got up in the morning the work was done ready to his hand.

The Fact Checkers

They dust off facts like diamonds that excel in perfection under a monocle.