poetry requires sunlight

poetry requires sunlight
& lots of walking, because
motion is also needed
to coax every word
from the joy of darkness
into bright pain:
syllables doused in rain
& stretching for rays
ever beyond reach

foxes

my sister used to fear that a slender fox would scale our house creep through the window on a moonless night, pause– then pounce in the startled silence to gobble her up utterly false, of course foxes, orange and gorged walk right through the damn door brash, in broad daylight clutching an invitation claws retracted,... Continue Reading →

bobbing for apples

my daughter is describing India the contours of its shoreline and just like that I'm off to the backwaters of my brain searching for the capital to impress her there, forgotten facts float like waxy apples, resisting my efforts to retrieve them thrashing in the dark scattering this way & that until, triumphantly– New Delhi!... Continue Reading →

dog blessing

we avoid eye contact on the predawn sidewalk the stranger and me at a crossroads– sprinklers, too close have forced an impasse and his dog, lacking etiquette licks my hand, warm tongue a shock to my cold heart a blessing

The Big Bang

God shattered like a flawless vase crashing into the ground a trillion crystalline fragments piercing the empty, black heavens and seeding the soul of every living thing: creatures of the deep, birds of the air, the animals and man, who has grown gray with doubt, red with anger fashioning the shimmering shard of his heart... Continue Reading →

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