The Other

I see your movement flashing like a knife, Reeling my senses, drunk upon the hues Of motion, the eternal rainbow wheel… –Claude McKay Claude was referring specifically to the hustling city of Barcelona, mostly because he’d just abandoned the Harlem Renaissance & his friends wouldn’t talk to him anymore. This is not a problem for [...]

The Scottish Play The Scottish play the bagpipes with dignity to escort people from here to there. You can read about this in Wee Gillis. An English teacher was teaching himself Finnish: “Every morning my wife and daughters ask me, Have you finished your Finnish?” Well, had he? Finnan Haddie! It’s an appealing idea, costumed [...]

$ I hope you like documentaries / never mind what about. In Newsweek I highlight / “the heads of people” in an article about the postures of different species / probably ours isn’t the only posture containing artifice / I’m letting the day trans- form into symptoms / if you concentrate you can expect / [...]

American Typewriter Dusk happened again.……………….I’ve dragged the family to the park……………………………….retaining pond to follow the marvelous…………….Russian satellite across the sky.………………………….They were surprised I think………………………………………at my insistence. The hidden part………………………..of what I want is a night insect…………………………that you can see in shafts of streetlight.………………By this light I have misidentified………………….woodland creatures from three phyla.……………………..Here in the doldrums [...]

in our bodies now orange blossoms _____over her childhood yard __________a grasshopper’s long arc __________grasshopper’s long arc _____over her childhood yard a shimmering shimmering _____on the motel window __________trickles of sweat __________trickles of sweat _____on the motel window a sickly flicker sickly flicker _____the tv’s radiant breath __________on her naked arm __________on her naked arm [...]

Utah Did you fathom the distractions it takes to wash down grass when rain becomes solid and wasteful? Here you are the insistence of an object when that object takes me to your ocean. I want to know the 1912 about the way you dress your socks on winter nights when pigeons dare to roam [...]

Words to Oneself What I have heard here among endless shifting sights the air invisibly bright blinds recognition words carried silently by the will of it caught in colorful petals. Their scent is a thousand years, appearing and disappearing without a present. I have never really seen anything. Eyes bathed within a massive song, overtaken, [...]