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  • Standing by a Coppice Gate, Reading “The Darkling Thrush”

    The city gate loomed at century’s end,

  • Dust

    You return with us to the grave,

  • Bedtime Story

    It wasn’t only my father who believed in the romanticism of war

  • OVER THE MOON

    Five a.m.—the soft percussion of the rain

  • The Gone and the Going Away

    The world I know keeps going farther

  • Angles | Bad News

    The master speaks to a tree.

  • Before and Rain

    Sweatpants balled up where his legs would be,

  • Pentimento

    Meet me by the shadows & ponds of light where

  • The Madonna Poems

    She bends to lift him from the basket.

  • In Case the Messiah Comes

    In Case the Messiah Comes   Split screen city. East doesn’t go West and West doesn’t go East. Occupied neighborhoods, buildings on buildings on dust of history.   Ramat Shlomo Haredi new homes with their backside to Shuafat. The Red brick headquarters model of 770 Eastern Parkway rising amid the white stone–in case the Messiah comes and wants to live

  • Notes From Sick Rooms

    Who really wants to be a caregiver?

  • Classmate

    I was at the beach talking with someone else