The Laughter Age
When I am there, many empires from now
laughter will be a thing of the past. The Laughter Age.
Which will have ruled longer than the Ottoman,
but not as …
Poetry
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[For all the world, for all the noise]
For all the world, for all the noise, just close your eyes. Then open them.
I see a sunshine & a wind. Okay, I see the grassy plaza, two cement …
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While Watching Ice Dancing, I Contemplate Mortality
We must endeavor to be our pastoral selves. I am looking into
the refrigerator. I am thinking of Mr. Rogers. Before bed I listen
to him being … -
Spring Draw-Down
You tiny flowers, cream and purple,
you smooth and sloping greens of lawn
on the sandy rings of this reservoir,
why do you bother? Soon you will be
as … -
MICHIGAN
When I left my body, the voyageurs nibbled the bones
& yelped, feeling willful & saintly, with nothing
up their sleeves. Except that the aftermath was not what
they thought … -
HOARDERS:
CLAIRE AND VANCEC: I’m Claire, I’m an avid reader, aspiring writer, and I collect a lot of books filling the entire house so there are only narrow crevices to squeeze …
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IN EXCHANGE
Furiously I’ve forgotten
who gave me the jigsaw puzzle
in exchange for Danny. The box
covers my crosslegged lap,
shrink-wrapped, and rattling
from inside.Aquaman in orange rises
with his … -
PIVOTS INTO WILDNESS
No one but Spock and God
are entirely or even
mostly rational. No one
but you and I are entirely
or even half irrational.And yet I should say,
I’d rather … -
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A Preserved Darkness
The world ends but the territory goes on. The world ends like the horizon, like the
curvature of the earth whether anyone believes it exists. The world ends & beyond … -
On Children
To help them sleep is a creative act:
You choose what seems a fitting setting: bed.
You plot a structure: prayers, then lullaby,
Then slowly slowing down the tune until -
SACRIFICE
Last night she burned her wishes. With her mother, down beside the river. Sparks. Burning bits
of paper… Fluttering lambs, laid to rest in the sky… We make these …