An odd bobcat my father was looked more like a Siamese asleep in his recliner

After Yeats and Heaney, you wonder when the new one will come galloping out of Dublin or perhaps from yet another farm

How many times have I said I’m through teasing myself, through pretending I don’t enjoy the wreath of a woman

Black lives matter in different ways to different people in the American rainbow especially bus companies

It’s not good when two disturbed p… with little in common disagree by… on something important. Tone and content can get raucous and make matters worse because eac…

After the poetry reading the lights go on and a lady under a big hat rises behind dark sunglasses and asks the poet why

I saw Al once a month for 30 years, maybe more, doing business together. He retired to hunt bear in Alaska, hook Tarpon

Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,

In America we say we get the government we deserve. That’s been true for the past eight years.

They moved in on Sunday, a bright and sunny day, the first black family on the bloc… They drove up in two U-Hauls and slowly carried furniture

When he was just a boy, they took him to the dump to scavenge, bits of metal, any food that might be eaten. When he became a man,

Hillary was at the podium setting the record straight for people who have a problem with the tone of her voice. She said when Bill was

In our tent we hear whippoorwills happy to see dawn dismiss the night Donal Mahoney

Puerto Rican girl thin, thin, let street lights pour bourbon on your hair, anise on your skin.

Elmer’s an old stag now shedding antlers snorting among the trees but sometimes Martha after her shower