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  • “October, and the sun burnishes”

    October, and the sun burnishes the leaves so brightly you

  • Monk’s Eye, #20

    Of all rhythms he found day and night

  • A Meeting

    Of all the disappointments

  • The Last Harvest

    Of course the snake is still here

  • I Like to Tuck a Leaf

    of some bright hue, say burgundy mauve,

  • This Surface

    Of the earth,

  • Bathroom Mirror

    Often, when dazzled by sunlight,

  • The Good Hand

    Often, without warning, my left hand

  • Tongue of Language | Nightmare

    Oh tongue of language, moving with your comb

  • A Canticle Rehearsal in The Temple and The Waters Do Not Return, Even to Meribà

    Oh, I am tired of my land,

  • Pet of the Week

    Oh, Salsa, I too

  • Early Christianity: A Poem | Rome

    OK, says James, let them keep their foreskins.