Poems & Excerpts

Wild Plum Skins

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You are wild plum skins burning in southern heats You are golden cups of sun bowing shy hot trees Loved and pruned by dew-rouged maidens of the Rhone You are the clarinet in the pagan glade, the tambour in my heart You are the celebration sung by the grandparents before they die Midst fat babes and trellises raised by earth-magic hands You are the mystic limbs whose caress tamed the […]

Winter Ode

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the brightness of winter’s powder removes the coarseness of withered grass and leaves chill banishes all staleness from the air stars glitter while planet stalking moon reproves limits of an incomplete science and grieves for older cast-off arguments concerning it and mystic gods that once inhabited there told by antique weavings startling knit and fleeing maids, tears, mortal despair. nightly a sparse coyote band howls plotting with staggered chorus to […]

One Believed

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I broke down for you, Kassandra too saddened by your words and prophetic tears while all around me the city burned you danced all night above the harbor I am not a man easily persuaded but I was in the bloodthirsty rain of unhinged song you chose not to believe your curse betrayed the blindfolded lady who hears voices by the rocks receives my questions “only a woman can be […]

Ground Zero

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In these empty streets Fear adopts familiar forms But why the terror at a lover’s shadow on the wall? In shallow pools of yellow light Blind night things swarm We are told they will feed On our remains But you say They are our remains. These streets are the plan of the city And in the city is reflected Our minds’ own plan Within which we familiarly wander Tonight, however, […]

Julian Approaching Antioch

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below the cilician gates in the shadow of the holiest of mountains cradle of the first-born of our race within whose hollows dance the whirling madmen the enrapt bacchants the stone-hedged pass through which drove the divine alexander into this other world these asian haunts, this shrill-enchanting dream vast plains that easily embrace paradox, bane of your riven race. give generously your gifts to the gods if they’ve given you […]

Waiting for the Hurricane

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the breakers cannot wait to get to the beach it’s filene’s basement out there as twelve foot monsters tumble over one another ahead of the storm that same water will be altered to suit leviathans of the swell when that vast blind malefic eye winks at us across the counter that divides the everyday calm of the cashier from the ocean as it really is and knows itself to be […]

I Gotya, Duke

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old duke knew the score played the dandy man, he did, better ‘n’ anyone the sophisticated black man of his age even queens invited his black soul into their palaces hey, he’d say on the break, any man can act big when he’s only fightin’ shadows and he’d laugh, one of those short little things like those notes he’d poke in between all the spelled-out rhythms of the world. all […]

An Inquiry in Florence

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An Inquiry in Florence was presented at the Schoolhouse Theater (“Westchester’s sole claim to consistent, professional theater” – NY Times), by an Actor’s Equity cast this past February. The play is based on poet John Milton’s 1638 visit to Galileo who was under house arrest in his villa in Florence. Inquiry uses history to weave a story of intrigue that culminates in a trial, or inquiry, in which Milton must […]