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Excerpts and Additions to A Plantation Owner’s Diary I. February 1709 I rose at 5 o’clock this morning and read a chapter in Hebrew and 200 verses in Homer’s Odyssey. […]
At Seventeen At seventeen, you wore a purple gown and danced alone to Tony Martin’s “There’s No Tomorrow.” You were too old for the boys, too young for the men, […]
The hours gulped like frantic mouthfuls of air /
after being underwater for too long. The stars / dangled above us, buoyant and mysterious.
A Nail.in Tuesday you are not yourself lately, less a phalanx now more Anthrax maybe, scattered like the whole air this morning the six spotted fishing spider dances, the ten-leaved […]
The A.T. has its dangers: bears, crazy armed
loners, frostbite, but this carnival ride
tops the list.
Always the possibility. Once upon a time we were lost on an island, halfway across the Bay Bridge. She wore the same clothes for two or three days, without washing […]
Vernice Bianca Luthiers say you can’t replicate a 16th century Stradivarius. Maple back and willow blocks varnished with honey, egg white, gum arabic. All but done, Stradivari brushed this vernice […]
REQUIEM Somewhere in summer we lost our virginity. Was it under the yellow streetlamp, where the moths beat their blind wings? Or behind the door in the sound-wall running […]
All | Rooms All rooms weave a lodging memory from a chandelier, leaking little flowers from the mini-fridge, the personal fan, Anne’s lace, that doggy through the clouds, her […]