Monthly Archives: April 2017

Poetry Journal, April 30, 2017

I sincerely believe that nine people out of ten who earnestly strive to make a home for themselves half kill themselves to do it. To begin the management and planning of a house, and to cook, wash, bake, iron, scrub, … Continue reading

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Rear Window

Each of the poems that follows contains an instant –sometimes twenty seconds long, sometimes longer — when it lives in two separate rooms. One is ancient and massive; the other talks all morning and is hopeful. It has a room with one lamp … Continue reading

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Sonnet

            The reader feels a dark strain, A far-off sound from dreaded histories, Of great men and women caught in an older destiny, Not wanting to be wrecked by some dreaded flaw in themselves, Or … Continue reading

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The Inexhaustible Hats

          All our distance has ended in the light. We climb through spiral staircases And look through other doors. Machines Are cranking out mimeographed Tuesdays. This afternoon I had to run an errand And it never … Continue reading

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First Hear, Second Ear

I know exactly what I was saying. I seem to discover this as I write my stories. For instance, I’m now writing a story about my two sisters. Growing up, we played softball in the backyard. I would listen to … Continue reading

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Seventeen Cats

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Wherever I am, I am What Is Missing

Someone is always carting The scenery off to the wings And I, Set free from all the places I have never really been, Move on beyond the curtains Of a closing night. We carry the props And fixtures of our … Continue reading

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