THE ASTONISHING JOE Joe loved magic From the time he was five. He now knows more magic Than any ten-year-old alive. His first few tricks Were the usual stuff, Coins and cards And escaping handcuffs. In a matter of time…
STARS IN THE SAND In the Infinite’s eyes, All matter and time are of similar size. Nebulas hide in needles, and, Stars twinkle in sand. A million years sift through an hourglass, Eons linger as seconds pass. All along has…
THE SALESMAN (1985) Chocolate brown Cutlass Supreme, Split bench like a living room sofa, Drives like a dream. Sweat from my back sinks into the seat, Dripping in this humidity and heat. Collar damp, tight as steel banding, Cutting back…
THE PASSIVE CONSUMER (A Christmas poem) Don’t you miss the good old days When the world would end In a nuclear blaze With a radioactive glaze? Now there’s that Plus death by abortion — That is death by political contortion.…
THE BOX OF DREAMS A month after Katie died I found a box behind some hats On her closet shelf With seventeen snapshots From forty-odd years ago. Suntanned faces, smiling faces, Clicking glasses, buffet tables, Bucket hats on deck chairs…