Appendix: the Blind ( Specimen )
28 December 2007
Vol. 7, No. 4
poetry
the floor
hollowed-out
for cholera
Appendix: in Snow
26 December 2007
Vol. 7, No. 4
poetry
dead,
stars keep
sky.
Inheriting Stock in Eskimo Pie
2 June 2004
Vol. 4, No. 2
poetry, elegy, editors' select
And why not an equation? The numbers
keep him warm at night, beg him to read stories.
They believe in him when his wife will not,
when the forecast calls for snow, unending snow…
Meditation for Everything We Have Loved
2 March 2004
Vol. 4, No. 1
poetry, editors' select
What do you love the most?
Say the reddish work of death
as it strolls through the fields…
Meditation on the Sorting that Evens Things Out
2 March 2004
Vol. 4, No. 1
poetry
You see? If you're picking apples,
it is pointless to watch the sky,
to sort each starry feather
that falls from its transparent perch.
Meditations in Desert Snow
2 March 2004
Vol. 4, No. 1
poetry
Snow, Snow, I'm in love with the dead,
with this white and broken air—
Without stars there is nothing to keep you
from slowing the sky.
Meditations in the Garden of the Blind (with Whitman's Specimen Days)
2 March 2004
Vol. 4, No. 1
poetry
The rain subtracts
from the landscape
the light it needs to become whole.