Musculature
Morning is close,because the bodies are lined up at the cornersin Little Havana, like roots that have buckled the sidewalksand grown into denim and dusty flannel,men’s bodieshuddling around nothing, not…
“About Suffering—”
It’s never Icarus. It’s not that grandgesture of feather, wax and atmospherein flux, it’s less than that, it’s lesser than—.It doesn’t happen in pentameter:suffering, failure, agonies in gardens,but in the…
Covers the Ground
"When California was wild, it was one sweet bee-garden..." Down the Great Central valley'sblossoming almond orchard acreslines of tree-trunks shoot a glance through as the rows flash by— And the ground…
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