The Music, The Music
A wavering formation of Canada geese row overhead slow compared to a jet calling to each other ‘close up, close up’ or…
The Dog Star
Climbing a glass mountain lit from within by the Dog Star still over the horizon a faint yet distinct blue-white glow the rest of…
Voting 2018
Standing in line outside a primary school library waiting for an open booth, cars filling up the small parking lot. The…
Imaginary Lines
Here along the bank of a dry riverbed where spring runoff once boiled and gargled now dust sifts in near-constant wind only close attention…
An Amoeba’s Lunch
Day came on before words Words came on as wind over a slate roof a force…
Footloose
I don’t want your story Don’t tell me your story I can’t take another story, she said In a pause he recalled his history…
Withholding
driving into a bank’s covered parking money’s promised numbers keep a fleeting numerical relationship Where’s Rebecca of New York’s 1921? saved in a Paul Strand…
Atlas Surfing
As passage cannot be avoided, open the heavy volume plop a finger and study terrain having passed through many hands trod beyond memory, a late…
Maybe Afterwards
Here’s a recent poem of mine recently published by https://www.redfez.net/redfez/embed/workembed.php?p=poetry&i=2339 <a href="https://www.redfez.net/poetry/poems-afterword-2339">Read on Red Fez</a> | <a href="https://www.redfez.net/bmit/poetry/2339/?utm_source=embedded&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=embedded1">Read Later</a>”>Red Fez:
Ignatius’ Literary Fireworks
“I’ll take 5 pounds of irony,” says a gnarly customer at the front counter, presenting bearded, checkered-shirted and suspendered much like the man across from him…
The Dog Star 