Category Archives: poetry

I don’t know what compelled me to write this seedy memoir, that bucket of poems, those dim plangent stories don’t know why you bothered either can’t imagine how we wrestled with each dull image and banal conceit awkward mawkish sentiment … Continue reading →

a few years ago I planted a garden set out stepping stones here & there set in ground cover, glossy vines w/blue spring flowers & hydrangea & peony, oriental poppies, bee balm then I distracted today I saw the garden … Continue reading →

I have little in common with woodpeckers which rapid fire beak against a tree or a house telephone pole something stony perhaps housing a worm or nymph thing but a woodpecker doesn’t knock his brain silly if I hammered my … Continue reading →

Love is Drama with lots of scurry. I was married B4. First a fearsome stiff with lizard skin. Knocked my furniture to pieces. Not much personality–bim bam bom blasted him to kingdom come. Picked out a better one I “yearned” … Continue reading →

I believe I am a beggar & a beggar can’t be choosy. I got to take what’s offered, smile big teeth, curtsy a ragged shuffle, stuff dollars down a gaping bosom. I am prancing on that crisscross amid floods of … Continue reading →

So he is dead as flounder as a flattened cat Float-eyed and finned-like silent he rounded out my window into nothing Oh the sound Oh the holy cries singing organ chords knotted into nothing So we are fringed in holy … Continue reading →

The bus bumps and humps all night. Full of passing bodies. I tilt to the right. My forehead against the glass. I close my eyes hoping for sleep. Hope is a trap. I start to doze. Memories dump me awake. … Continue reading →

I could ride eternal I say whistling out the window while mountains sweep past blown by precious bastard winds toward heaven to be with you-know-who, not me I ain’t going there, I heft my bosoms & wink at the moon … Continue reading →

Back on the bus to green grapefulness like gratitude but juicier I seize the seat across from my driver rotund grizzled fellow all studious and road worthy outside is high summer scattered flimsy cirrus clouds dashing about below blister asphalt … Continue reading →

we ate strawberry shortcake imagine, I whipped the heavy cream this morning sliced berries sprinkled sugar kept them overnight baked little round cakes flour butter milk picnicked all the ingredients in a cooler to their house & ate while we … Continue reading →