Other Poems

‘Ah there she is’, he says, ‘Ah there she is.’ She’s come, and so an opening in space appears, and in she steps, and every …

A book showed up the other day as if a note inside a bottle. It was not a title I remembered, though a lot of books have …

How do you stay so calm – some wisdom, or do you just take for given that the wind knows what it does? What are you clinging …

He’s banged away since seven, hurling flesh against the screen. He circles, spins, falls down flies up. He drills a bit, as …

You always knew he’d be there, hat askew, a street light cone fanned out from overhead, and pouring quarts of oil. You never …

Between the pages generations yearned. Inside, sometime, someone had pressed a rose, then closed the book and, never to …