In this winter called Leviathan,gorged be the meddles of menlurched there, rustbound in iceand enzyme. And all that arcs over, whetherthe crust limbed trees, or the whitetresses of sleet pinged on our heads,mocks like a maul. Roused and thus cursed by the makersof beasts and things craving anvilsand the nails of undoing, undoing,undoing us all. […]
Weathermen are pushing the storm. Nobody noteworthy died today. Eight to twelve on the Twins. Havoc on the plains and cancellations pending. No travel advised. The schools flaked out before the first wind blew, and the office is gutted parental. Milks are shoveled in carts, pricey waters too. Croutons got hoarded like hardtack, and only […]
Come winter the woods will forget my boots, Expunge my passage, deny me familiar, As if I never traveled there, climbed there The oaks, as low birches lurch among The poisons – ivy and sumac. And how is it that the sun finds blockage There, but not the muting snow, unbroken Over the bones of […]
Out, among gray and cloud-spliced verities, beige and stubbled hollow stalks, a doe held her place on the rise. And I, slippered and robed, gathered the costs of my comforts – the papers and pages of heat from a white and resin box. She tasted the air of me, upwind of her, and the twin […]
Saps run before the weathers – hordes of sugar in the root – what little stays – thin and capillary, above ground, contests the filigreed fingers of water with denser sweets. And thus, unleaved and nude, what to the eye appears barren, rude to the dog-eyed sun, summer nests exposed as frail, stricken to bone […]
