|I set the Moon|
I set the
|I stop on the long slog up the hill|
I stop on
the long slog up the hill to greet my neighbor,
|We play the remembering game|
|We play the remembering
and I'm astonished at your recall,
these vivid episodes long lost to me...
|Forever and Never|
|You open your
arms to me, goodbye,
And the beach could sooner resist the tide than I can keep from
Wrapping myself in you.
|Don't Look Before You Sing|
|Don't look before
before you let your heart take wing,
before the wail of love long lost wells up in your throat...
|It Happened When I Wasn't Looking|
|It happened when
I wasn't looking:
the paper carcass of the pupa split
and fragile soft yellow planes unfolded...
|Ten Thousand Nights|
nights I've lain by you,
Lulled in the dark by the
Gentle rhythm of your breath...
big aloha I have for you,
a love so large it shouldn't need
to be told each day...
|In perfect rhythm you and I|
|In perfect rhythm
you and I dip and swing.
You supply the power, I
steer by subtle increments...
|October is the
best month, I do believe;
Crisp and crackling as dry leaves, or
Grey and soft as cashmere...
|I Have Taken a Lover|
have taken a lover.
He comes to me in sleep, he visits me in dreams...
|...I leaned against a sooty sill,
and slowly wiped the lipstick
from my lips.
|I Fell in Love with Your Front Door|
fell in love with your front door,
fell in love, got addicted, doesn't matter what you call it...
|Where Does Truth End|
|Where does the
truth end and untruth begin?
You told me some true things, and some things you wished were true.
You told me a lie or two...
|You're the Damn Prickliest Man|
|You're the damn
prickliest man I've ever loved.
I haven't got you straight yet. Who are you? ...
|I wanted to possess
Not to bed you, but to kiss and caress you
Like a pet, like a baby doll...
|In exile I showed you|
|In exile I showed
I can summon dignity.
Like a splint it bound up my broken dreams...
|My head is like my closet|
|My head is like
too full to see what's in it...
|Tight Rose Furled|
|Tight rose furled
is the bud of apple blossom;
white and blown the flower that has yielded its sweet secret
to the promiscuous bee...
|Life Springs from the Earth|
|Easter, and life
springs from the earth
in sun-drenched splendor;
laughing daffs and shy dainty violets...
|No Goddess I|
|Get off your
I am no goddess, just a vain, silly mortal...
|...I forget how
good you are, like bread.
I go looking for cocktails...
|Tales of the Parallel Universe|
|a cycle of 17 poems from big bang to black hole|