RURAL GOTHIC
Loneliness thick as the fields of wheat. Wheat I walk through
daily, scent of heat and silt. It shimmers in the breeze,
the sun unfurling over the hills. I …
Loneliness thick as the fields of wheat. Wheat I walk through
daily, scent of heat and silt. It shimmers in the breeze,
the sun unfurling over the hills. I …
After the car accident I bought the game :: now when I close my eyes I see the cliff-sides and dense tree cover, the fog shrouded island and the shimmering …
My mother calls about a new house
they might move to, there were legal issues,
but also a big lot.
Won’t the fires affect California
property values, I ask, also …
All this late morning in the newly winnowed trees
squirrels are chirring, as though each one inside
had a miniature fan rotating urgently,
the impossibly rapid rpms of their language.
I …
As an antidote to fear,
with the yellowed desperation of the shipwrecked,
as a way of conjuring Spirit, its flickering green flame.
LEYENDO A EMMA GOLDMAN
Como antídoto al miedo,
My gift in the new silence
is the old silence. To see myself
in an armful of swords or the person beneath
who curls one hand as …
When they asked my daddy for id I showed them mine.
When we needed blades & generators to light the granite
Factory’s operations. I vouched my name for those rentals,
Dos esqueletos en un solo cuerpo
Buscan acomodar sus huesos
Y todos los golpes que les ubican
Sus caderas que menean solas
Dos esqueletos en un solo cuerpo
Un esqueleto …
There is strength in numbers, as shown
by the return of cyclamens, nodding
their purple heads along the path.
I try not to smash them, there are only
three patches of …
In the middle
of something. I exist:
barely and bulb-like.
An idea that is nothing
but mass. Before it’s been
given any thought,
but after its
conception …
Was it only the mild indecision
to postpone lunch and turn,
planning to catch our breath
just as Lake Michigan’s gilding
dulled to the shading of a moment—
unremarkable, transient, …
I.
It was the Time of Few Photos,
in a day when there were more
of us. Really, only a handful
of copies with our faces exist
from that time. …