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Poems

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  • Three Poems

    There, roots are

  • Rubbish Heap translated by Sasha Dugdale

    I haven’t the strength to sing of you, resplendent rubbish heap!

  • Laboring to explain

    in Ants and Men: Island Apocalypse,

  • The Summer House

    I let the envelope fall to the floor unopened,

  • The Immortality Ode

    Bill Evans is quiet, fingers still above the keys, But ready to begin again and

  • Contagions of the Visible

    In the optics of the dark ages, the eye

  • Spoiler Alert

    This all started when Tanya, that wreck of a billionaire

  • The Loneliness of His Death

    I like to think there’s a place where all the poets go

  • DOG CITY

    We have seen you following the scent—

  • Butchering the Ram | James Cameron Descends into Lake Baikal

    And while traveling the transcendental path of non-violence,

  • You, Reader, As I Imagine You

    Why is it awkward to acknowledge

  • Riding the Metro-North New Haven Line and Black Mountain Music

    The question is what kind of sausage are they—