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  • Picking Prunes and The Majestic Theatre

    From the ground up is how you rise   

  • How It Is

    Say how it is

  • Dealing with the Forbidden & How It Begins

    I've a talent for throwing things away.

  • After the Paris Bombings

    I lent my Daily Missal, which had been published before they dropped the Latin, to Robin. Though she had been

  • Cooking in Ashes

    The smile is missing; no joy around the eyes.

  • Eating the Madeleine

    I remember the scut of it:

  • Mantra Post- Storm Desmond

    After thirty-six hours indoors while Desmond

  • The Killing

    While Abraham binds his son’s hands,

  • Three Poems

    came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her

  • Poetry: A Mirror, a Pencil and an Envelope. Seven Minutes with D. Nurkse and Nancy Mitchell

    In this candid interview, D. Nurkse reflects on a long life in poetry and political activism

  • Angles | Bad News

    The master speaks to a tree.

  • MISSA CORONA SPINEA Good Friday, Macomb County

    On one side of one dumpster