Dear Reader, Who knew that a can-can dancer from the posters of Toulouse Lautrec would pull a poet to Montmartre…
Eternal Return A crocus from the rotting flesh of a hedgehog, placed with the pansies from a rusted Ford carcass…
Full Moon at Montmartre Claudette’s a can-can girl high-kickin’ it under the red windmill. She slide-glides her fishnets with her…
In the Light of Peace --painting by Bruce King of the Oneida Nation The travelers are cold and wet mounted…
A Quad of Golden Shovels Internal Conversation at the beginning of Winter Wet and beautiful I am thinking ("Forty Years"…
The Sword in the Lake What makes a grown man swallow a fish whole, fresh from the hook, take it…
After Purple Hills, Ghost Ranch (1934) --Georgia O’Keefe I look intensely for the Ghost Ranch but it’s not in her…
Sex in Suburbia —after Eavan Boland “Ode to Suburbia” Five o’clock and the man-of-the-house pulls into the drive, slumped…