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  • I’LL CALL YOU THIS AFTERNOON,

    I’ll call you nowhere, now

  • I was trying to weigh darkness

    I was trying to weigh darkness how much does darkness weigh

  • AFTER A FUNERAL

    After the service and reception hour

  • Lives of the Postmodern Poets

    You were born too late.

  • Since Childhood & The Virgin’s Miracles translated by Don Schofield

    Think of the body on the sand,

  • The Birthdays of the Dead

    It is an affront in their land

  • The Old Thoughts

    Immersed, called forth—

  • Electric Eyes of Night

    Three lanterns fill your window with deception.

  • Things forgotten

    once in another city,

  • A Fable: The Floss-Silk Tree and the Philodendron

    In Brazil they call the floss-silk  palo borracho

  • Flowers in a Vase

    The dahlias' unopened buds poke like periscopes above their clownish mass

  • Notes From Sick Rooms

    Who really wants to be a caregiver?