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Poems

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  • Heard in Caravaggio

    The real is offered, unashamed:

  • Three Poems by Abba Kovner translated from Hebrew by Rachel Neve-Midbar

    I am not holding a mirage

  • take heed, hazard

    what could it have been

  • Death of God

    Bituminous was so soft, so much like dust

  • Contagions of the Visible

    In the optics of the dark ages, the eye

  • You Don’t Travel Light, Life

    is a cumbersome business.

  • Mnemonic

    Leaves in the eaves

  • January and The Marrow

    Greetings from the first darkness,

  • Three Poems

    Typos   Word instead of wood but, sodden, it smoked when it burned. I wrote god for good who was, once–– in my childhood years, crowned with the nimbus of that capital G–– but now tends to be a placeholder for nightmare, tears. Seeking solace in the pastoral, but grove came out as grave and the lymph nodes, irradiated, naked

  • IX. Ophelia’s Garden | III. Tears

    After the turtle shook the world from its shell,

  • Faust 1972

    This time, Faust was a nursing mother --

  • Reading Heidegger Brings a Wild Joy

    My discovery of your essential thingness