To aver one original thing about it might quell the storm. To fit fading impressions to able words, lending permanence to diminishing reality. But what can I say now that grief has infected memory? What phrase will do you justice? And to think, just down the road you carry on in spirited serenity, while here … Continue reading Poem: Stillness
Dismissed, but not summoned. No vision stays the advancing numbness. Insensibility without release, like a coma. If only souls were fungible; numerical superfluity restored Job’s stolen joy, but for alterity there is no substitute: all-singular, all- wondrous, all-you— all gone. Those incorrigible ringlets around your temples, the quiet dignity of your refusal, the childish rapture … Continue reading Poem: Nunc Dimittis
I know this tune—they played it at my tenth birthday. It rings out a pantomime of happy premonitions, still mellifluous but moldering with middle age. Autumnal shades embitter spring’s florescence. How many “I love you’s” remain? One? Not more than two—there is a limit to indecency at every stage and no time to redress the … Continue reading Poem: Dither
For sorrows that cleave; For poverty of spirit and mortified hopes, For sanguine renunciation and Outraged acceptance; for forgetful Refusal and naïve renewal; For desire that annuls reason And joy that abolishes pride; For the holy awe of failure And the quiver that followed The arc of her touch; For sea green eyes that lingered … Continue reading Poem: Gratitude
I had never dared to conceive of you—your design was too audacious.
There was a moment I last crossed your mind...
I get frantic sometimes, when the heat rises up from the sandy streets. Recollection suffocates, and I go in search of air. I stand where you stood, near the red door, or beside the table where we celebrated. I mimic your gaze and affect your repose, but the geometry falters and I give it up. … Continue reading Poem: Strategies
Four poems about loss and one about writing.