Author: Michael Burch

Long-vacant eyes Now lodged in clear glass, A-swim with pale arms As delicate as angels’ … You are beyond all […]

I held the switch in trembling fingers, asked Why existence felt so small, so purposeless, Like a minnow wriggling feebly […]

From what I know of death, I’ll side with those Who’d like to have a say in how it goes: […]

The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, Was ripped from books of “verse” that read like prose. I found […]

A black ringlet Curls to lie At the nape of her neck, Glistening with sweat In the evaporate moonlight… This […]

For my wife, Elizabeth Harris Burch, and my mother, Christine Ena Burch There never was a fonder smile Than mother’s […]

Now darkness ponds upon the violet hills; Cicadas sing; the tall elms gently sway; And night bends near, a deepening […]

You made us hopeful, LORD; where is your Hope When every lovely Rainbow bright and chill Reflects your Will? You […]

Moonlight spills down vacant sills, Illuminates an empty bed. Dreams lie in crates. One hand creates Wan silver circles, left […]

There is a child I used to know Who sat, perhaps, at this same desk Where you sit now, and […]