Poem: Progress Report


It was raining indoors when I woke today to the heavy drops spattering my pillow. While I drank my first coffee at ten, a rainbow hung between the stove and fridge and the dark clouds pulled back to the corners. Through a thousand espresso mornings I’ve waited for life to make sense, heaping melted questions… Continue reading Poem: Progress Report

Poem: Still Life With Nuclear Reactor


Sizewell B power station Suffolk, England   a white, rounded mushroom mixed in the world’s cauldron   the moon brought to ground, gleaming, radiating   the giant forbidden fruit on the tree of knowledge   a perfect white bottom inviting a pinch   but it’s forbidden to touch the earth’s fertile, white belly   (from “Exercises in… Continue reading Poem: Still Life With Nuclear Reactor

Poem: Slave


I was not born to this, but time has done its work. On the first day, years ago, I smashed my head against the wall like the Spartan boy seeking death rather than tolerate servitude. But walls soften, and the routine I once so strongly resisted has become instead a barrier against the freedom I could… Continue reading Poem: Slave