Meditation on Form & Uncertainty

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      "The path comes into being only because we observe it."             —Werner Heisenberg   No, your wits can’t fix this.    …

Instructional Poem

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                      After Yoko Ono   Tulips and chimneys and ash and dirt and honey and salt and hives and the…

Shutter

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  Not a Rolodex, not Rolex – no, a Bolex camera, two-tiered like a New York apartment building, my grandfather looked down inside it and laughed like a woodpecker –…

Blue Flag Day

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                      The Coast Guard hut flew a blue flag             when the water blew thick…

The Treacherous One

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              (After Child Ballad 23: Judas) I saw my sister swikele woman beside the road robes ripped and torn from nights in the thicket.…

Eels

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              (After Child Ballad 12: Lord Randall)   The facts are that the mute girl with the mismatched eyes lived in the greenwood, slicing…

Hardy’s Heart

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  Hardy’s heart was, upon his death, removed from his body at his request. The rest of him buried in Poet’s Corner, but his heart was buried with his first…

Winter Thursday

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  Wisteria snaps another wooden slat on the arbor. In the kitchen doorway, buttoning a worn cuff,             you say, Stop at Finest, I need…

The Ecstatic Giveaway

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  Men drive us to suicide,             children pull us back. I'd have more             If it weren't too late.…

Postscript, Vermeer

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  Must be mid-morning, the even light hitting the young woman’s forehead straight on through a window we can’t see. She’s reading a letter, been stuck on the first third…

Rivers

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  The Delaware’s a greenish black river here, flanked by other, slower rivers—fields of snow, rows of leafless sycamores larger than God, two shoulderless snaking roads. I’m in the truck…