Torsade Literary Space Confess (poem)
Confess the word that ticks my oscillating clock suggests apotheosis…on…life catharsis…off…death I have been given tables of text assigned to a subject, living Her articles read, and books, and music heard, using Instance of praise and insult given Praise matched (programmed) to aggrandizing spin Insult linked to (fantasy of) […]
Knew (poem)
Knew Evils come again, his complaint, their demands Once unsullied things, images risen to a tar pool’s cunning gloss, waiting family faces, images of that, strangers as remembered, kitchen flooring, lino laying a sheet unattached, anxious about that a great-nephew ferried across cornfields feet smudging patterns packed with hours chewing buttons, […]
Music to the Silent Spirit (poem)
Music to the Silent Spirit Each time a scale was shed The poor belabored beast reshod And every time the winch was turned A sleeve-end drawn and bunched The chain’s links locked A shocking tragedy Unwanted weight dislodged with a careless tread Slumps from the precipice and polishes the surface […]
Poppets (poem)
Poppets This beanbag poppet with a muslin skin Made to dance on its stubs Given vocals pitched high Pinched out of a pocket to tell of How it lounges most hours in a hammock Wasting time There’s a second poppet Made of calico and yellow floss Jesus did not teach with […]
Now to Steal (poem)
Now to Steal His legatees can’t feel In the moment they are disowned Can’t themselves waste-binned A thread of white tape unwound from the screws A stain sinking iron back to intimacy For a heaven’s afternoon in unfilled pockets Of its first home There has only been A daughter’s daughter […]
Away Like Dust (poem)
Away Like Dust Several announcements that the hour was at hand were backburnered, the dare administered had been not to face down a seasonal inflatable but to let the season pass with a period as advertisements give ample warning to contemplate on a sofa safety or safely…doing something… It seems unnecessary […]
Eight: Queen’s Knight (poem)
Queen’s Knight Be your own hero, she saw an ad say Spritz gardenia musk in the eyes of a killer guerilla fighter be the windmill and the tilter the girl of his dreams and the til we meet again she twines a curl of hair Are old selves bomb shelters, follicular minefields… […]
Oracle (poem)
Oracle Be ossuary of the boneyard Be statuary of the arcade Stealing tale-bearing, stop Freeze in relief but soft Catwalk over the under with stealthful feet An icicling drip of sewer fat Piles on the pit of the catacomb That underpinning of the street A caryatid hefts upon her head entablature […]
Bride to Be (part seventeen)
Bride to Be (seventeen) And these were the old king’s decrees That Alderic remained in duty a son welcomed once; for license taken, not again to touch the woman who in succession stands, and must to a crowned head be wived Ill, she drops below the cloth and vomits Straightens, rinses […]
Aground (poem)
Aground Soldiers, duty dull dull and foul made penalty by bouts of deluge it is no use to say the farmers need it we’ll all of us eat the fruits but today is different, the other asks, how then… For, don’t we? put a thousand prisoners to the sword But […]