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Poems

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  • Embroidered Eyebrows of Eve

    Eve as reflection, Eve

  • At the End of the Alphabet

    Books bloated and fanned

  • So Much More Mournful than Before

    This morning, remembering the end

  • Sleep

    There is a room, and inside the room

  • Home

    Those last days in Hollywood—

  • Love Poem | Birthday Cake

    It’s an alliance,

  • Endecasyllabics: About the Women (Alma, Ruthie)

    The lion-maned poet holds court on our blue

  • Interlude for a Solitary Flute

    What is the age of the couple

  • FOR MATS AND LAILA

    The Date Line lies motionless between Samoa and Tonga, but the Midnight Line glides across the ocean and islands and rooftops of huts.

  • A Drone Over Amish Country

    We live in the past because there is nothing else to live in.

  • Scales

    I’m off in sixteen different directions

  • Light and Dark

    I like that the word light is powerful and yet so gentle, like a good man.