Category Archives: poetry

I say this about fathers I had one He was smart and funny He loved my mother but Had not much interest in children My mother told me so when I was a kid When I said, daddy is nicer … Continue reading →

I was scheduled to talk about the state of the world But I feared that I could not get through my speech without Saying fuck you to the audience Fuck you all to the moon and back. Perhaps I should … Continue reading →

On a very hot day When you feel all baked like a brioche When you sweat every time you move Or breathe I like to stand in the lake in front of my house Up to my neck in cold … Continue reading →

After the long winter I was so anxious about my houseplants That on the first warm day I carried them out to the porch I said to them Now you will be happy They looked at me quizzically It still … Continue reading →

I went kayaking today In the late afternoon My kayak is red like a fire engine And bobs and ducks on the lake When I paddle fast it slices through the water Dicing like a knife The sun was hot … Continue reading →

I was tired But not sleepy I twirled around in bed aimlessly Until finally I surrendered And got up Creaky like, not happy to be awake Freaky to be all askew with time I like to sleep at night and … Continue reading →

I have always prided myself On my open-minded attitude Because when I was young I slept with black men And liked it At least as much as I liked sleeping with white men Which admittedly wasn’t much. Plus I was … Continue reading →

My cousin Marty Loved rock and roll All summer that year He sweated on the corner of Valentine Avenue and 194th Street In the Bronx With three of his friends And sang Dion and the Belmonts songs With harmonies And … Continue reading →

I will never be able to write avant-garde poetry With unexpected but meaningful spaces between words and lines Because I do not know how to make tabs work on my computer If I had a typewriter I could be a … Continue reading →

I have an animus Which is defined as hostility or ill feeling I had to look up the word. I have an animus For my neighbor who is viciously unhappy And disdainful and parasitically feckless. She once used the expression … Continue reading →