A trusting soul is long in the learningof candor’s proper place. For betrayals rankle still,confounding the hardened heart,Their memory an accretionto its jealous husk.
May I do this with your arm, you said. Not ~Can I~, but ~May I~. And then, with your hands, you pressed down hard into the years, prying up stones … Continue Reading The church of research
Oh my Thin Cat Cut loose and let fall with a cry With a cry
Write when you have the bones. Right when you have the bones.
The curve and camber of lofted windowlight. An epithet for the sun.
Embowered in dappledark the mushroom kin shake out their seasonings in a randy rain of spores A fallen pollen for the dusky earth Shaded with umbrellas of gills
Sweet Memory then and now As venous as a leaf As cavernous as a lonely heart
Copters of the dandelion-Maple hover and spin hover and spin! Miss the mower Allowed to flower Allowed to root Bumbles and squirrels to boot!
The wan sun on Athabasca.Her dress of snapdragon lace. A dwindling down to frost, this night.An unexpected need for gloves. Keep moving, I must.
I told you, from a distance, that I loved you, and was blackened with the earned shame of the illicit. Noses sniffed. Fingers pointed. Hands covered whispering lips. But you? … Continue Reading Hot gossip
I carry scissors just for this, you know. Straddle the lacyness. Snip snip (at the seams, mind you). What’s that, a bit of talc? Ah, but you feed me with … Continue Reading Erotique
It’s a strange thing- I know Phobos and Deimos, those named moons of Mars.
In churlish dream, ragged clouds of storm, bruised and tumorous. Have I lived enough, done enough, loved enough? Must I take the knife?
It’s a long shot, but here goes… A friend of mine, who is disabled and on a fixed income, is desperate to find safe and affordable accommodation in South-Central Ontario. … Continue Reading Someone needs help
You put on those airs Tripping the light fantastic Falling down the stairs
At water’s edge I plied the sand for vacant shells and stones to skip, so flat. There, there was a tree that had given up, acute in its angle, embarrassed … Continue Reading At the beach, in morning fog