Poems

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  • An Island

    Toward the end of the island
  • February Elegy with Tulips on a Glass Table

    It’s the yellow dust inside the tulips.
  • Without You

    I was doing just fine, a job, a home,
  • Fold

    I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I
  • Masque

    Lamplight blue cushions
  • Uplight

    The uplight is where I want to be, above and looking, and looking over.
  • ANTIGONE CONSIDERS HER FAMILY: Father and Mother

    He was always unhappy—
  • Homecoming

    The birch trees want to be left alone.
  • Hellebore | The Way of Books

    Lord, I am all
  • JOURNAL, OR STORY WITHOUT WORDS

    And I follow the hand copying what it had written years ago
  • A Brief Portfolio

    I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled
  • The Last Photograph

    a golden shovel on the opening line of Gwendolyn Brooks’ “To Prisoners”