Poetry
How morning can be transalpine
How the vestiges of summer are falling
How the window can be empty and still
How the curtain isn't moving
How the bed curtails movement
How fear can be found
Born in an Illinois barn,
that two-headed calf
became a coin Frank flipped
through World War Two,
judging heaven from
a foxhole. “God loves evil…
Not looking up at
those lugubrious geese who
knows if they looked
Perhaps someone saw
their underglow there riding
in sight of twilight
This kind of light holds
They come out of the 1940's
to be your parents. Their faces
swim and settle into clarity.
The crook of an arm. The fount
of a breast. They come from
Only one night we watchedthe full moon remember the tops of the trees,
It was by accident.Walking in Mexico CityI saw a poster about a reading
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