Song For an Old Lover
Posted in Poems on Jul 24th, 2010 No Comments »
In the South we spend the hot still nights
lying awake in the dark under the ceiling fan that rattles
and bucks as it spins,
Posted in Poems on Jul 24th, 2010 No Comments »
In the South we spend the hot still nights
lying awake in the dark under the ceiling fan that rattles
and bucks as it spins,
Posted in Poems on Jun 24th, 2010 No Comments »
On Sunday nights, when my father drove his old car
home from my grandmother’s house in the dark
Posted in Poems on Mar 29th, 2010 No Comments »
When the third moon went out, slowly vanishing
like a shadow getting smaller,
we still swore everything would be all right.
Posted in Poems on Mar 17th, 2010 No Comments »
That cold night I finally knew I was dying.
I put out the cat and lit a fire in the fireplace.
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The wind huffed in our ears all the way up the hill,
my skirt kicked and tangled with my boots.
Posted in Poems on Jan 19th, 2010 No Comments »
We were movers back in the day
before I found this chair that locked me in
Posted in Poems on Jan 17th, 2010 No Comments »
The night my grandmother died
the full winter moon was shivering,
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I heard the train
like a phonecall from God
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I took my heart to Greece
I did not expect anything from you
Posted in Poems on Sep 13th, 2009 No Comments »
The mounted bison in the museum
who watch over their glass-eyed calf