Poems

Nocturne: Nothing Is Heard In the middle of a silence deserted as a street before a crime not even breathing so that nothing will disturb my […]

Nocturne: The Angels You might say the streets flow sweetly through the night. The lights are dim so the secret will be kept, the secret known […]

Nocturne: The Bedroom Death always takes the shape of our bedroom. It is concave and dark, silent and warm, it gathers in the curtains where the […]

War Memories In winter, sprawled on soft cushions, replete and warm, munching on chick-peas and drinking sweet wine by the fire… that is the time to […]

Any Time How long ago the day is when at last I look at it with the time it has taken to be there still in […]

Before The Flood Why did he promise me that we would build ourselves an ark all by ourselves out in back of the house on New […]

Beggars And Kings In the evening all the hours that weren’t used are emptied out and the beggars are waiting to gather them up to open […]

December Night The cold slope is standing in darkness But the south of the trees is dry to the touch The heavy limbs climb into the […]

For A Coming Extinction Gray whale Now that we are sinding you to The End That great god Tell him That we who follow you invented […]

For The Anniversary Of My Death Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me And the […]