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with this hand i reached
with this hand i reachedout the window and releasedthe raven who flew and foundcarcasses afloatupon the apocalypse of flood and fedand never returnedand with this same hand i reached out the same window and releasedthree times released the dove who flew and foundnothing and returnedflew and found an olive leaf and returnedflew and found an Continue reading
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and we lay down in almost heaven
for Sarahand we lay down in almost heavenand we lay down on the grass the longlush grass of europemoved our legs leftleg like this to the left rightleg like this to the right andmoved them back againswungour arms from our sides like thisup over our heads and moved them back againwe lay down in the Continue reading
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it’s may
About twenty years ago, I sat for a few minutes one morning and jotted down a list of things that I became aware of — sights. sounds, and smells especially. I arranged those images into a structure of sorts. In the years since, I’ve come back to this from time to time: And each time Continue reading
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manny carpenter tosses us
manny carpenter tosses uswewho were capturedinto a legal system by compressorcrowdedinto the tanklike saturday night drunksmeasuredin pounds per square inchwe weighwhat air weighswe were sentencedto incarcerationin basketballtransportedby hose injectedwith a needle through a valvein admissionand here we arewe are legionit’s our numberthat makes the room roundso round the ceilingis the wall and the wall is Continue reading
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i never thought as I carried her over the threshold
i never thought as i carried her over the thresholdthat the october wind would blowthis cold and this continuous through the wallfrom around the window frame in the wallit blows down on where the child’ll sleepblows the pilot light in the gasfurnace out and this with cold comingback in augustwe’d planned to put a crib Continue reading
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the house
the house sways and the wind blows and calms and blows and changes direction you rise from your bed and mom rises from beside you and me and mel and alice rise we don’t talk while you dress we don’t talk while you eat we don’t talk when you turn and smile and wave your Continue reading
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before blondes before brunettes before redheads came
before blondes before brunettes before redheads cameto this country werethere deerskin robes with fringes and beads and bells wornby women who faced the fire orangecrack of light at day risein a season between leaf bud and leaf fall werethere women who faced the fire orangecrack of light that dividedthe dark sky from the darker earth Continue reading
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snow coils in the street
snow coils in the streetdrift of pale anacondaair squeezed out of tires Continue reading
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at five hundred hours maybe six
at five hundred hours maybe sixthe streets through july are still partially shadedfrom the midtown sun by the overnight darkinto those streets comesthe ambulance in its kitten skinned coatits eyes flash like emergenciesit mews and a siren criesat one of the fourplex doorswhere with kitten claws its knockscrapes down the weathered tinthe ambulance is the Continue reading
About Me
I have a day.
Jake's Flea Market 