Poems

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  • The World As Sound

    I didn’t speak until I was five
  • UBI AMOR IBI OCULUS EST

    Flumes of the late night
  • In the Waiting Room | City of Bridges

    Light poured
  • Extreme Close-up

    All the things I love about his face come from movement:
  • Shooting Pool in the Mental Hospital

    Because memory is not the hovering bank shot that stops at the lip
  • Miss Lola Ridge (1873-1941)

    The fire of the world is running through me.
  • High Finance

    You looked up and saw across the field
  • Poet’s Walk, Central Park Mall

    Shakespeare, Robert Burns, and Fitz-Greene Halleck
  • Agnus Dei, Winslow Wants a Gun, Omega Street

    The shearer’s come horse-back from Solo –
  • Trompe L’oeil –Not a Painting

    From 30,000 feet
  • Pitty-Pat

    Oleander to the death of horses
  • Eating the Madeleine

    I remember the scut of it: