Words
Garden Graves
To my surprise,
there are still three Cardinal Climbers which have bloomed in the chill of mid-October;
their regal red trumpet petals open & held high...
Decadence Outside Dior’s
I walked down the avenue of obscenity,
of unspeakable wealth,
store window displays glazed
with million-dollar baubles
for women waltzing by
in shoes of gold,
bandaged faces newly
contoured by plastic...
open book (start on page one, or anywhere?)
some days — if by days you mean libraries (i’m my own library) —i file myself under fiction;some days, anthologies
during regular library business hoursi read myselfas a...
beneath the apple blossoms
and this time you slipped as a raindrop through the clouds of my forgetfulness to fall like the thought of a forming leaf wearing that dress i remember and laughing at the...
If I Could Fight
Dear diary,I felt something new todayafter weeks on endof nothing but fatigue;it was hatredfor the human race
It’s getting worse againafter coming so closedon’t shine...
The Ins and Outs of Planetary Relocation
I tie the solar system around
your wrist to remind you why
Days are longer here.
Moon-dipped mapmakers, stellar
shelter-seekers, we follow cosmic river shadows
through the red valleys...
The Devil’s Advocate is a Pacifist
As I stared into the eyes of Michael Cohenon the Lucky’s market television; blinded by humanity or lack thereof.I saw a system which breeds...
Understandable
Uppermost in almost anybody’s mind these days
(Not to impute Platonic shape to space)
Desire (as if it were a thing) will blaze
Entre nous anew, prognosticating...
Recovering
Recovering Irecover likestrength sappedfrom maple treesawaiting
syruplike a broken
stirrupon a runawaysteed
its rider upsidedown
being draggedoff intoa distance
unasked forunknown
or a ghostunwilling
to admitthat deathhas brought
the end ofbreath
the sounds ofa...
Mother’s Persian Rugs
Mother wouldn’t have liked
those three men—
with their long grizzly beards
and big Milwaukee guts,
not to mention the mud
they tracked all over
Mother’s Persian rugs.
That day it...
to william
Faulkner, you fucker you came on to me with your words and your prose and the things you could seeand i’m beholden, Man and what can i do wondering...
Les Très Riches Heures de Susan Nevelow Mart
Susan Nevelow Mart, beloved director of the Wise Law Library at CU, is retiring. She will be missed.
The sun was bright upon us once.
We...


















