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Comanche moon
Comanche moon theysay as though theyremember making their wayacross the plains by the light of it or shuddering at the thoughtof someone else. But theymean no more than thatit is big and bright like stars at nightdeep in the heart… … Continue reading
into the gray city
Two days after the blizzard, plowsmake a mountain to move every placetwo paths meet, and there are people onthe street with shovels ready to deal. Sunlight falls steadily, and waitinghas been accumulatingfor a week. Snow relaxes under a blanket of … Continue reading
january 2011
1 world’s on the wayto ice tonightbut the river will not stand for it.cold as the city isin january, lightit sheds still dances on living water.snow tonight, snowtomorrow. river takes it in, flowsas every river flows to an oceanthat drinks … Continue reading
Red River
Before dawn, the river is nothingbut music, the city nothingbut memory. It sheds so much lightyou can count the stars, but you can’t seethe story in them – Chang’e alonein the absent moon, dark radiance. Say one and there are … Continue reading
past present perfect
1 You can read the pace and weightof two raccoons now absent who have hurried south,but not the time, not the time. Concrete,city gives you reason to believe it isall present perfect butyou here now hurrying home andwhat comes next. … Continue reading
he is still so the city will disappear
it would be a mistake to assumethe man sleeping steps from the path ishomeless. he appears to be at home, nota carein the world on the way, the glitterthat caught your eyemight have been jewels, but you knewit was glasswithout … Continue reading
a theory of everything
in sticky slow summerlight, one could almost beforgiven for thinking three sigmas sufficientto confirm sight unseena god particle just right for the hole in the story. stranger things leave tracksevery day in sweet drinksleft uncovered at sidewalk cafesall over the … Continue reading
among dry leaves
A shock of yellow in a pattern of leaves brittling on pavement stone. Black veined wings folded, butterfly rustles among dry leaves steps from pedestrians who walk between cars in traffic, dancing a death wish together. I walk through two … Continue reading
a heart beating
City brittle as leaves that have driedin days of sun since the daythey flew for a moment, imaginingthemselves free, coming to rest inthis morning ritual, gathering,scattering, gathering – a heart beating, this city of dryleaves: it bursts again and againto … Continue reading
at odds with a volcano
The viscosity of this crowd riseswith the saturation of the air. Skinno longer divides one body from another, and every angle is an exercisein futility. One molecule of lavais as likely to will a directionat odds with a volcanoas a … Continue reading