Monday, February 25, 2008 rest...

the shrouded

to rest


in the warmth

of the soil

and in the warmth

of the wife's return

to the husband

like the child

to the womb

or the lover

to the embrace.

(in memory of Ann Nagel)

Saturday, February 23, 2008


at long last

we have white

and piles of it

and prior to

the plow's first

salt and pepper

mow the dog

is pouncing around

like a mini-horse

and naturally

without a change

in aperture

or setting

or lighting

we have the perfect


black black dog

on white white snow

(shutter closing


Saturday, February 16, 2008

...illness in flux...

with each wave

you go in and out

of real and unreal

and question the nightmare

as if it were actual

that fear in your eyes

is the fear in your head

and that fever that

comes and goes

is as real as the needle

that they use to settle

the stomach or spasm

this illness in flux

and will be for a few

more days

Thursday, February 14, 2008 everyday...

I love you

and miss

you so much

it hurts

to say

I love you

and miss

you so much

Friday, February 08, 2008

...miss piggy...

you used to

call yourself

miss piggy


you belched

while playing


and tallied

triple word score

I need

miss piggy

back today

a belch

is a sign

of satiation

that's all any

of us wants

right now