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Poems

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  • I Like to Tuck a Leaf

    of some bright hue, say burgundy mauve,

  • Wozzeck | Casualty

    Even the toneless whisper finds its cradle, its home,

  • Sullen Art

    Someone will write a poem called Charlottesville,

  • EVERY MAP IS AN ISLAND

    I turned away from the paper

  • Shore

    Not stone, among stones,

  • In Search of Grace

    With slush to ground the Erie trees

  • Calendars Do Not Hold Fortunes

    One day you're old and thankful. One day

  • AS IN A SACK | STILL HEARD | BREATH THEY COULDN’T

    AS IN A SACK held shut by cord,

  • As So Often Happens | Twenty-two Years Later

    As so often happens, in the middle

  • From Blue as White (The Book of Margins) by Helga Landauer-Olshvang |

    Get out alive – spine, spleen, whole

  • DELIBERATE AS THINKING IS THE RAIN

    Stepping off the door lintel, down onto the grass as the day closed around us, grass, rising up inside its own squared

  • Given Plums

    Early July my sister and I filled two sacks of plums from our orchard. We shook each tree until the ripest orbs fell