From poetry


Reaching out I saw things lapse in the bright darkness
and touched them with the restless hand of the blind.…

Dear Dissolution

The thin glass of the old window is vibrating with wing
flutter from the snarled nest of Christmas trimming and…

Emotional Eating

~ 1.
My mother insisted
egg beaters were better.
I insisted
whisks were better.
“You can’t beat the eggs enough …


Somewhere between Toronto and Berlin
we hang—beads of dew—lachrymal, free
from gravitational demands, trembling
in the fervor of a sleepless …


One thousand birds
return, one
by one,

          tree-peak rattles
with their quest-

          Barbed-foot, Electric
-wing, Purple-
tuft, …


I told the woman I was taping
butterflies to the side of her house
because I had no other way …

Farewell Street

Turn left at Farewell Street,
Abandon the GPS,
Lose your keys,
Your head, your life,
Your car, your passport,
Credit …