Afternoon Sex The unexpected connection unloading groceries, the purple eggplant molded perfectly to your hand. I bend to close the dishwasher and turn into you. A mimic dance, a moment where we roam, dip into cups and pockets before the … Continue reading
Category Archives: Miscellaneous
I haven’t written a call to worship in a while, but this came (was given?) to me recently. Hope it resonates. God Loves God, you love my faltering steps, my half-filled faith, my irritable ways and uncertain eye. You love … Continue reading
Anti-ode to the ocean Big bowl of mouthwash rotund salt lick lake powerful effervescent foreverness flat-ass cathedral making us all feel puny and small. You’re nothing but the sky knocked down and filled up and so you’re mad about that. … Continue reading
I read Nickel Mountain a while back, but I’ve been chewing on this passage of late: “For perhaps it was true that Willard Freund had everything it took to be a driver. (Henry was not convinced of it, though even … Continue reading
“…I have nothing to do here but find words for what is over.” – The Sea Road (p. 11), Margaret Elphinstone Indeed.
I got my garden on today (which takes some doing, since I detest weeding), but I calmed myself with this interview from On Being with Marie Howe. I’d never heard of Howe, but her insight and her poetry bowled me … Continue reading
It’s been nearly a year in the making (and longer in the dreaming), but There Is No Safety is finally a real, live thing. A book of poems, fiction and illustrations, There Is No Safety is the collaborative creation … Continue reading
Two artists–Kilian Martin and Brett Novak–converge and something greater than the sum of the parts is created. Floored. Kilian Martin: India within from Brett Novak on Vimeo.
The kind folks at Booth Journal have deigned to make me their featured poet this week. Give my poem Afternoon Sex a read and then see what other great work Booth has to offer.
It’s Nat’l Poetry Month (Yeah, it’s a thing. Recognize.) and over at Powells, they’re holding a wee poetic smackdown. Get some.