Category Archives: Poetry

all in between cartographies centre (nota bene) Hawaii, maybe, likelier Polaris, as existence, habit, maybe as little to lee as a bliss-point- counter, surely clockwise, & consciousness, impromptu & Sargasso blue explain it; I would know that & cut a knot, oars aloft, myself, flatlander, in a retronet

should be d..e..c.. already where an ember-ring this side a tong, a turned log & an iron sound as beckon can, but such adjust the shift of ash o’erspread as solstice wide as snow-lands that day, now, cut nothing that may grow, when fallen are, & who & who, as one may know as threnody, comesContinue reading “To Early Now”

from the top she’s sweeping down two lower stories, what time a bannister or newell post confess her absence, what time motes in myriad, a passage, nothing moors the foyer floor, un- settled in dim light, candled at a keyhole

what time she carries miles, for Jack-in- a-box, a cat- alog of phyla out of stock & issues of renewed commemorative pop-ups — she, herself, in meadows a dark forest, what time a sunny rock, what time dry brook, cut-out books for dolls she scissors

silence on a stairwell landing, she said, ‘turn away’ at a door, an attic oriel, a crumble- sill at dawn’s lace stretcher dry as dust yet, tender air, ‘turn away’ & he did, a tilted flow o’er cobble laid alleyways, to a galleon