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  • Rue Delambre

    As soon as the plane takes off the city

  • Old Tunes, Politics, Karma & Career

    Took the afternoon off from the dozen things I’m supposed to repair, respond to, or maintain around the yard, and

  • The Freud Museum

    It’s 1938. Here’s moss on red brick

  • It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back | Out of the crimson dawn one third the size of an icon’s

    It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back –

  • Before Summer Rain

    Then, out of the green of the grove,

  • NOTES ON SILENCE

    The racket of birdsong wakes me at 4am, before first light.

  • First Days at the Conservancy

    I’m looking out the window—Paula’s window—

  • What Was Left Out

    was the skirt my sister bought with the prize money

  • Purge

    The Aryan Jesus, in Hitler’s painting

  • Posthumous Cabin

    And got away to it, and left the work to others

  • Once We Were

    once we were immigrants

  • Bear Sometimes Thinks He’s Dead & Shelf Life

    But lately he’s observed the Hermit Thrush