(1987)
Reprinted with permission of "Hellas," Vol. 8
The Jacaranda in Spring (Near Rhyme) What discount art inspired this ta… Eleven months a year you’re quite… Too dark and gaunt, we thought, to…
Give Me No Perfect Things (se… Give me no perfect things: a snowflake - kalaidoscopic, machine-cut, different but all alike,
The meter of this poem will be like ticks of a clock — no, I mean, ticks of clocks. On contemplation of my navel I see only what appears to be
Don’t Tell Me Birds are Kin to… The birds of course, are kin to yo… I’ve seen a lover-loser, proved to… Attack the ground, as Xerxes span… He bruising water, the bird, its t…
Elephants, Lawrence wrote,* let love bloom slowly “in their vast shy hearts.” But Lawrence dreamed. The beasts, it’s true, were once
Give Me That Old-Time Religion As one New Yorker said, the guy w… You in New York, your wallet as h… At least has goals, unlike the oth… Who kill and maim and have no aim…
A big brown dog, gray around the muzzle, lay in the front yard of an old h… between his front paws a tennis ba… As we walked by,
Tracing writhing streams, circling alpine wastes, tickling out a finger nudged between two behemoths, the crooked ring completed at last
Give Me More Light Give me more light I’m getting desperate here, you kn… show me what you’ve got is Ann Landers still around?
A raptor’s visage, Assyrian bas relief; yet in the eyes, the poise, a stately acquiescence; opulence carved
As one New Yorker said, the guy w… You in New York, your wallet as h… At least has goals, unlike the oth… Who kill and maim and have no aim… Much like irrational brutes, our…
Schadenfreude (Misfortune Joy) We English-speaking folk don’t ha… To match the German “Schadenfreud… Denotes your pleasant feeling havi… Your hated boss has fallen in a di…
Suggest an early death deserves our envy, *Hardy wrote a book of short stories called “Life’s Little Ironies.” **Hardy was often cr...
A Disney creature has soulful eye… Inhales the posies, gnaws no flesh… Knows sin from virtue in a flash And sobs a quart when Mother dies… A Disney creature lacks an anus,
In wines my wife prefers the red, While I like white the best. And so we drink rosé instead, Which both of us detest.