Soon you’ll see swans turn black with time, how their legs lengthen as their necks shrink.Allow them to trot on a countertop pecking for crumbs. And when you lose the keyto the antique cabinet hidden in your garage, ...
Sleeping between jobs while working on a degree
My son doesn’t believe that I sleep; he hearsthe computer keys sending Morse Code to my professors;By day he counts in Mandarin: 一 yī, 二 èr, 三 sān, 四 sì, 五 wŭ…at night he listens to me speak to a monitor;the computer screen lights the living roomlike a low hanging...
i.We have misunderstood everything. But not severelyor as a mistake. And now we have gotten away with it.Sometimes, there is no need for consequence. Sometimes it is not up to anyone at all.The fool is making his rounds....
Review of We the Jury: Poems by Wayne Miller
We the Jury: Poems
by Wayne Miller
March 9, 2021
Glossary for What You Left Unsaid: Loss
loss, n. 1. a fireplace heats your head | & the first house you lived stretches | your memory your past | childhood | at night— 2. you believed a fat man in a red suit brought you gifts —despite | you lied to your mother seven times that year...
There was no making me speak. I was stoic as the horse made of foil on my teacher's shelf. By spring I didn't want to go home most days, so I took the long way across the field and folded the pendulous throats of the first trumpet flowers, eyeing, just...
The Dream of the Shepherd
You say the Shepherd waits all night for the dream to abate. But how could you know? In the painting He covers his face. Last week, I called to tell you that I wanted to die. This was not the first time. In the Shepherd's dream, the women are cast...
Review: The Popul Vuh, Translated from the K’iche’ by Michael Bazzett
The Popol Vuh
Translated from the K’iche’ by Michael Bazzett
October 9, 2018