farmerpoem #11maybe I’ve told you thisbefore but my dad saysa country kid can runthrough a pasture andnever step on anythingwhile a city kid can pickhis way through a pastureand step on everythi
my poet friend trims the crust fromhis twenty-first polyptotonic pie readyto slide into the literary oven gathersthe tailings rolls them out againenough for another he decidesrolls the scraps again an
n fifthstreet poem #14ugly things can happen onn fifth street my second daughterin her teens was on the sidewalkin front of our house she noticeda pup start across the roadwaythen a truck coming along
in 1924 my grandfather writeshis freshman son aboutthat son’s new possession:“Regarding your car, cut it out.You are better off without it.What you need is to developquiet strength and poi
there must be many an iceman onelies in his tent near thesouth pole a hundred years nowthey left him there with two othersbrought back the sleeping bag ofone who said he was going outand disappeared i
phonepoem #2when I call a business a library oralmost any number not a frienda robot voice will say listen carefully for our menu has changed then come seven choices none the entrée I need if I
featherspoem # 6 it deceives, this winter warmth twice now I’ve heard a familiar ck-ck-ck high on my back porch and known it was my old tenant the cardinal – when I looked there was the li
let’s praise old ladies’ beautiful bodies I see them daily in the Y shower room myself included some of us gaunt sinewy some with rolls of fat some in between but most with rounded bellies