The promised rain has been detained the day is just still with little anticipation for such a non-event, and one that arrives so innocuously— the thinking that nothing much will change in a mild spring rain by a veil of drops but of course it will— everything is touched, the sidewalk’s sheen, the gingko’s green, the clipped walking pace of the few passerbys outside the window, distant and distant, twice removed— the rain fills the […]
A gap between gingko leaves suggests a bird— between real things impressions, for better or for worse— what makes space negative? Is it the color of the sky, what is defined, or what falls behind, and is it intentional?
All night in a box of light geometric cradle of office buildings windows still lit— why? they obscure the sky replace the stars above quiet streets full rivers of pavement at mostly right angles— you are the only company I keep in these hours and your hunger, and your cry— I expand to fill each need the broken boundaries of sleep the velvet darkness of this room this makeshift nursery I watch you for as […]
OPTIONAL POETRY 