Category Archives: Poetry

a springboard at the eastmost lake from tramway round about midway to shrub- beries — you do handstands or your toes — some of 12 nowadays hide their hands behind in feather pockets windy days — fedoras blow two shades of blue one third the lake — what to do — hold true, jumpers floatContinue reading “County Coo”

mother’s  hips, one tattoo transfers ephemeral notes & totems, to which ellipsis scriveners incline — she’s of an anagoge less an inch from an &

one dancer leaves & she wraps cap a pie a reservoir of mordant mathematics; we, outside the theatre listen only to the moon passing o’er an avenue

Mercury at this late date, to no alarum — the batteries, trust in that, were dead — took a knap & fewest he as told & shortest cane, a lantern up- right behind the dog, tender with it, they; the man stood, shaped iron & adze made wood on his shoulder — she had saidContinue reading “IV Quondam”