Light Dreaming, paper collage, 2021 i mean in terms of syllables this memory is an affliction like a sky that isn’t brave enough to bloom there is no ladybug, no misfit planet to walk in only these consonants which sprout up in every waking direction wings of the gods at their feet Art prints for [...]
Category: poetry
Has Had Paradise: A Poetry Collection (and Other Announcements)
You may recall that I announced, about two months ago, the possibility of a forthcoming poetry chapbook. You may also recall that I intended to call it, Flight of the Paper Birds, the concept behind which was a revival, or a breathing new life into, my older work. It's a nice idea, I think, and [...]
Impressions in the Dark
this clementine highwaythe white wings of elderflowersa woman and an endless moonare unwilling reminders that dawn has aged a little or, the conundrum of an eager kissthe fresh uncertainty that time is always behind useither way. these feathers are also dancing shoesto grieve without flyingmerely to be finished in foliage These “Impressions in the Dark” [...]
A bluebird is a sonata.
a bluebird is a sonata seems to say life is its own reason for living the pitcher on the table is filled with wine slabs of pomegranate shore salted over and over again eaten like warm fruit
Lost Without Words
Lost Without Words, paper collage, 2021 middayor,a palm treein absolute movementa butterflyand an infantryracing throughsuburban streetsbecome enormousat the mention of their entwined realitythis is and is not a gesture of sudden extravagance:a seashell and a monument a dense underworld of dandelions thathurls itself through the foot-holes of spaceis an unblemished metaphorfor a life worth living
Sentimental Lady
Sentimental Lady, mixed media collage, 2021 reinventing objects is committed with the coldness of telephones an egg-shaped intelligence that is neither necessary nor profound much like scientific belief a woman in a yellow dress is a postcard in the rain reads a book, smiles stashes secrets in a red dirt mandolin this menial suitcase and [...]
The bicycle spins madly on.
(a new poem with a previous ending) never fear the end there’s no way you were ever here, anyway a bicycle in a galaxy a palm tree lost in orbit an old man sees himself in a faraway mirror there’s no here so nothing matters says prayers plants flowers on the moon weeps for a [...]
Birdsong in Rearview
at the moment of contemplation this poem was a hummingbird that is to say, jazz on a midsummer afternoon many days ago i sat on the forearms of a windmill mathematically, its shadow is no longer than an orchid’s in a moment of mindfulness i experience a crisis of the chaos of staircases and i [...]
Passage
Passage, paper collage, 2021 i am between time matter and a violin i give the impression of someone seeking truth sleeps in confusion is erratic among wildflowers makes shadows of a cardboard moon rises lighter, lighter these wings are somehow less credible in darkness
At Eleven, My Lover’s a Moon
how much is too much? the anatomy of a driving car a mandolin with no rain at eleven, my lover’s a moon his favorite t-shirt’s yellow he spills coffee on the eggshells of the great cosmic mystery this might not sound significant but it could be if pigeons were paragons of infinite sadness if rainbows [...]
