I have no sealing wax. And I do not spend the evening with light from an oil lamp. My hair is up like my eyes and my thoughts, all through the night. Even the stars can’t help in the haze, they are kept away through toils of clouds which gobble up the sky. My penmanship […]
Entries from June 19th, 2008
chirashi New York style
June 19th, 2008 · Comments Off on chirashi New York style · Older Essays
streets are littered with tourists, blowing about like hopeful pages before being caught, lined into bins and carted back on planes to where they started…
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Metro rain
June 19th, 2008 · Comments Off on Metro rain · Older Essays
The first passengers board this dry train on a wet day crowding in their dampness pulled with a heave, with a sigh The loud ache of weight on metal turning curves groans left, groans right, catching its breath at each station
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door to door
June 19th, 2008 · Comments Off on door to door · Older Essays
No one, except another poet could keep on knocking, soliciting you with verse Ringing at odd hours and asking, “If possible, fix me a sandwich…” Gobbling up intimate moments forming characters rumbling out their minds Wanting to be pulled into the raw hit of heart demands Going on, going back Never intent on selling or […]
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