Poems

The Room of My Life Here, in the room of my life the objects keep changing. Ashtrays to cry into, the suffering brother of the wood […]

The Stand-Ins In the dream the swastika is neon and flashes like a strobe light into my eyes, all colors, all vibrations and I see the […]

The Starry Night That does not keep me from having a terrible need of — shall I say the word — religion. Then I go out […]

The Touch For months my hand was sealed off in a tin box. Nothing was there but the subway railings. Perhaps it is bruised, I thought, […]

The Truth The Dead Know Gone, I say and walk from church, refusing the stiff procession to the grave, letting the dead ride alone in the […]

The Twelve Dancing Princesses If you danced from midnight to six A.M. who would understand? The runaway boy who chucks it all to live on the […]

The Waiting Head If I really am walking with ordinary habit past the same rest home on the same local street and see another waiting head […]

The Wedding Ring Dance- I dance in circles holding the moth of the marriage, thin, sticky, fluttering its skirts, its webs. The moth oozing a tear, […]

The Wifebeater There will be mud on the carpet tonight and blood in the gravy as well. The wifebeater is out, the childbeater is out eating […]

The Witch’s Life When I was a child there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch. All day she peered from […]