Glimpse
A viel thin, the crafting of kids’ misunderstandings, overstandings, caught in between. The shore was narrow, the…
A viel thin, the crafting of kids’ misunderstandings, overstandings, caught in between. The shore was narrow, the…
For mourning two today, three tonite. Where lies the cusp of death but within the burning night….
How you were, How we might, the sooner it starts, the later the night when that appregio descends,…
Tasting it lightly, feeling more slightly woozy. Soon we wander outside: look the stars are new, they’ve…
I went outside to sit still, staring somewhere staring still toward the sky: blue, cloudless, empty. Still…
O! A lightness, sightless and bold: oh, its tightness in these moments foretold. How did I do?…
Daring to speak, wanting to sneak in two words, yet without relief they come like fire into…
Moving through motions of a new moon casting out light from the evenings’ outlasting eclipses of the…
If blank verse well-travelled, then the puritans’ words would be holding us today instead of the modernists’…
One blinding bliss, one holy shroud, two binding prudent vows, we understand our other as knowledge does…