O! A lightness, sightless and bold: oh, its tightness in these moments foretold. How did I do? Who did we fare? This cataclysmic motion, caught…
I have been part of the Jupiterian tastes: the coming and going, the long-standing tests, the ease of mastery and the humility it gets too…
If wine makes us dizzy and head turns elapse as time takes us, busy and dead-tired, contracts our fate, our sun, our burning secret black…
The beginning of seasons, you herald new calm before, beginning, and between none. The oldest of bases, the dawning of psalms: between which I…
Remaining uxoric, I wince at the phase of the passing moods, the lingering praise for deeds only faked, for freedoms won in a moment I…
Lingering here still I sense that blackness lingering there will it lapse to sadness as only those reasoned to kindness know not why the bell…
No evocation of god nor holy grail can wade this emboldened maelstrom, no gale nor vocation, no reason for praise in this ensemble passing retrograde.…
Jupiter, hear me in our infinite hour: time so completely, too sweetly soured in this Saturnian verse, our beastly powers set to the Moon, the…
The snakes have gone. They leave a kind of gnawing that is un-snakelike yet hums in the periphery. Like a buzz, like an absence. Light…
Backwards sliding, how do you do? How can the mountains see us through when solid stone, seeker’s rock, passing cues and appalling flocks cast the…