Country Table country table is my grandfather country who, his piety personified and sat next to me at dinner, kissed…
April Afternoon 1 April afternoon Gnats alight in slanting light A graceless spring dance I touched your hand I didn’t…
Dual What comes flickering on the wind is not quite a bird, more the idea that a feathered being would…
Shake the Dust This is for the fat girls. This is for the little brothers. This is for the schoolyard…
Hiking to Porthgain We’ve all seen them . . . in Conti’s or wherever . . . sprogs of walkers,…
Living Among Chickens Across celestial fields they range now, festive in their plumes: my snow white Leghorns, chatty Rhode Island…
Pilsner Palace Click! the smack of ivory balls— darting across green felt glisten under the table lights. Where boys eye…
Prayer was Chanel No. 5 On Saturday mornings prayer was Chanel No. 5 uncorked once a week, a haze of…