Love Poem on a Monday Morning with Mock Complaints, Unreasonable Wishes, Your Name and the Earth for Good Measure
4 November 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, editors' select
I'll complain of my bones,
I think it's safe to say
and I'll worry the miles
we never drive. I'll say your name
when I shouldn't
to every door barred before us
as if you're known in Belize…
Bad Mood
2 November 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry
Bad mood and bad dog and bad luck like
my broken neck or heart or head
playing out so much bad weather
like kinked yarn unraveled by a bad
black cat…
How It Won't Be
11 November 2006
Vol. 6, No. 3
poetry
In glorious black and white with the surge
of salt foam racing around the isle
of our twining bodies. Punctuated
by fireworks, by rain, by snow…
Eulogy
8 November 2006
Vol. 6, No. 3
poetry, elegy, editors' select
So that this will seem like words between
old friends, I'll say it was painless.
And quick. I'll say it was mercy
and behind my face where I put
things like The Truth and dreams…
Garden
5 November 2006
Vol. 6, No. 3
poetry, love poem
The language of the daisy isn't dead
but one hundred seeds in a pack
are dormant in their dry dark, some
dirt and water all you'll need…