| – Poetry: Table of Contents –
A selection of some old (though hopefully enduring) poems. As I’ve discovered, in the contemporary publishing milieu, posting new works even on one’s own site actually disqualifies them from appearing elsewhere. (Whaa?) Thus I’ve removed some poems I’d never submitted anywhere in order to do so. For now, I leave you with this modest sampling from the fluttering ribbons of time. |
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| 12. | The Flood | 11. | Somewhere a Lost City |
| 10. | Our Lost City | 9. | New York in the Rain |
| 8. | A Poem Lost | 7. | A San Francisco Mythology |
| 6. | A Night of Sulphur | 5. | And Silent Silent Silent Go |
| 4. | Jazz Wafts | 3. | Sara |
| 2. | The Path | 1. | The Blues Brothers (7-9er) |
The Flood
The Flood Proud monument: this City we’ve created. A little lee against the cold. How its aerie flag, lit up with heart-swelling lights, ripples hypnotically in the winter heights. Estranged river, moved by
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Our Lost City
∆ Appeared in Wild Poets: Magazine No. 5 “Arson” (Seattle)
New York (in the rain)
∆ Appeared in Wild Poets: ‘best of’ (Seattle)
A Poem Lost
A Poem Lost After climaxing for the first time three times in quick succession and learning that lovemaking can really be the sweaty primal holy blessing of trashy romance novels and exalted DH Lawrence
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A Night of Sulphur
A Night of Sulphur A night of sulphur in the garden with winding trees exquisite breeze but sulphur ling’ring in the air and in the blue heather I heard a girl’s
And Silent Silent Silent Go
And Silent Silent Silent Go And silent silent silent gothe last footstepsof falling day and silent silent silent fallthe glor’ious starsof our decay I stood nearbyaffixedin thoughtas you peered throughthe spying glass
Jazz Wafts
Jazz Wafts Jazz wafts through the darkness of the lake. . . past hunched trees and grass like clumped rice, tissue-paper clover, past glazed sand and gravel in the road, forgotten boulders, past street
Sara
Sara Sunlight. Her face was narrow. The luminescent green sea. Her elegant neck and slight fingers. Silver jewelry. To grow up when it was fashionable to be young. Mistakes and great happiness conquered the
The Blues Brothers (7-9er)
The Blues Brothers (7-9er) Simply irresistible anything but typical . . . his tail is as long as four train cars . . . size does matter . . . For hair, healthy hair
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