[obscenity for the advancement of poetry #6]
there’s a stitch in my rib it is mobile it has been there for a week it is hard not to lie
down with a stitch / secure all the rooms / sleep in front...
from SORROW ARROW
You are stringing arrows by a lilac bush
Every time I forget a person my body apologizes
Bad night of dreaming
The rows of devils thick as trash...
Swampmeat
In the current cycle of this hollow
ground there is a spring
where you hide blue
and in the mud. ...
Driving Home Through Virginia
Black-backed, black-masked cardinal
burning on a branch. Season of ice: sense that nothing
is quite solid –...
You’ll See My Design Inside a Lemon
You leave marks in
the dirt & that’s my pattern, ants
swarming a cut potato...
From the Other End of the Speculum
Dr. Sweeney had summoned Coroner Edmund Rawson to Mrs. Bird’s boarding house because Eliza was in a “dying state.” Dr. Sweeney told him that...
This Town
When we arrived at Boys Town, we all saw what we wanted to see. I noted that the church was old and stone and shaped like a crucifix the way I liked it....
A Test for Safe Zones
The first thing is how to rescue.
How to be less damaged but damaged enough to seem fair.
A favored method is never use your hands for anything....