Poems

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  • WINDOWS (after Baudelaire)

    You never see as much in an open window as you will looking at it when it’s closed. 
  • For Michael Gottlieb

    All this time me on he leadéd
  • ALERT

    My phone sends me an alert:
  • Velvetleaf

    Tick of sweet clover, swinecress parasite, did you have a music
  • Edna St. Vincent, M.F.A.

    Chic and petite, blind to her destiny
  • Poem to Circe IV

    Ancient bronzes, we reached the sea.