A City's Death By Fire
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky, I wrote the tale by tallow of a city’s […]
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky, I wrote the tale by tallow of a city’s […]
Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies And curtained with […]
The time will come When, with elation You will greet yourself arriving At your own door, in your own mirror […]
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, And leaves of brown islands stick to the rim Of […]
There are so many islands! As many islands as the stars at night On that branched tree from which meteors […]
You can’t put in the ground swell of the organ From the Christiansted, St. Croix, Anglican Church Behind the paratrooper’s […]
Better a jungle in the head Than rootless concrete. Better to stand bewildered By the fireflies’ crooked street; Winter lamps […]
So much rain, so much life like the swollen sky Of this black August. My sister, the sun, Broods in […]
Schizophrenic, wrenched by two styles, One a hack’s hired prose, I earn Me exile. I trudge this sickle, moonlit beach […]
The last leaves fell like notes from a piano And left their ovals echoing in the ear; With gawky music […]
A wind is ruffling the tawny pelt Of Africa, Kikuyu, quick as flies, Batten upon the bloodstreams of the veldt. […]
As for that other thing Which comes when the eyelid is glazed And the wax gleam From the unwrinkled forehead […]
Broad sun-stoned beaches. White heat. A green river. A bridge, Scorched yellow palms From the summer-sleeping house Drowsing through August. […]
This coral’s hape ecohes the hand It hollowed. Its Immediate absence is heavy. As pumice, As your breast in my […]
Those five or six young guys Lunched on the stoop That oven-hot summer night Whistled me over. Nice And friendly. […]