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February Fox

      February Fox Last night the fox we feed in bowls behind Our house came just at twelve.  His long, thick tail Was bushier than last time and defined By flakes that fell and fell within the veil Of cold for whitest hours. He, taking out His chunks of chicken one...

Antechambers

           Antechambers My father’s residence was memories As if a chambered nautilus turned back To find in older shapes a lustrous ease As snug in paradox, as neat in tack As any yacht that sails against the wind. He found his comfort in a smaller place When he, an...

A Plea from Sodom and Gomorrah

 A Plea from Sodom and Gomorrah Please return to pain and bruising, not scars With numbness in the tissue.  Trauma gives A certainty at least.  Those dense armoires Of pale cicatrice commemoratives Might be, you think, better than current harms That sting, then ache,...

Uranium Rods and Synergy

        Uranium Rods and Synergy “no proud dreams and no proud lusts” ~ H. G. Wells, The War of the Worlds The swelling and the force of men is like The power of God, Jehovah at his best, Or Allah at his fiercest, or, more the spike In Mercury’s performance, gods...

The Knighthood of the Countryside

The Knighthood of the Countryside Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Genteel, the hills of Oxfordshire are clothed With farm fields at their feet, brocades of trees On shoulders and their chests. The...