January Contorted by wind, mere armatures for ice or snow, the trees resolve to endure for now,

When our cars touched When you lifted the hood of mine To see the intimate workings under… When we were bound together By a pulse of pure energy,

For Jews, the Cossacks are always… Therefore I think the sun spot on… is melanoma. Therefore I celebrat… New Year’s Eve by counting my annual dead.

I have banked the fires of my body into a small but steady blaze here in the kitchen where the dough has a life of its…

I want to write you a love poem as headlong as our creek after thaw when we stand

The door of winter is frozen shut, and like the bodies of long extinct animals, cars lie abandoned wherever

I remember what my father told me: There is an age when you are most… He was just past fifty then, Was it something about the trees t… There is an age when you are most…

I am only leaving you for a handful of days but it feels as thought i will be gone forever the way the door closes

The gathering family throws shadows around us, it is the late afternoon Of the family. There is still enough light

I married you for all the wrong re… charmed by your dangerous family h… by the innocent muscles, bulging l… weapons under your shirt, by your… the colors of painted scraps of su…

Into the gravity of my life, the serious ceremonies of polish and paper and pen, has come this manic animal

When I taught you at eight to ride a bicycle, loping along beside you as you wobbled away

It was early May, I think a moment of lilac or dogwood when so many promises are made it hardly matters if a few are bro… My mother and father still hovered