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Adrienne Rich (1929-2012): For The Dead

March 28, 2012


I dreamed I called you on the telephone to say: Be kinder to yourself but you were sick and would not answer The waste of my love goes on this way trying to save you from yourself I have always wondered about the left-over energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill long after […]

Chinua Achebe’s poem “Vultures”

July 6, 2011


“Vultures” by Chinua Achebe In the greyness and drizzle of one despondent dawn unstirred by harbingers of sunbreak a vulture perching high on broken bones of a dead tree nestled close to his mate his smooth bashed-in head, a pebble on a stem rooted in a dump of gross feathers, inclined affectionately to hers. Yesterday […]

kaffe in katmandu // Fraction Factions

June 26, 2011


Read the poem on A poem I wrote two years ago that was just published on kaffe in katmandu, an arts/literature blog. Were I writing this poem now I would substitute the word “climaxing” for “ejaculating” since men without prostate glands do not ejaculate. When I fully recover from my prostate surgery I hope to […]

RIP poet Paul Violi 1944-2011

April 3, 2011


April 03, 2011 Paul Violi 1944-2011 We are sad to report that our beloved friend Paul Violi died yesterday after months of contending with pancreatic cancer. Paul — a prince of a friend, a generous teacher, an inspiring poet — was perhaps the most consistently inventive poet of a singularly talented generation upon whom the […]

Poem for Tisha B’Av and Shabbat Nachamu

July 30, 2009


The High Commissioner by Haim Be’er Evenings in a small room grandma makes the bed and talks about you, our own Sir Herbert, and about Lady Samuel lighting sabbath candles in the mansion on the Mount of Olives, a wonder to behold. A first in Judea, on Shabbat Nahamu in 1920 she cried like a […]

to all who celebrate Xmas I wish you a merry one

December 24, 2008


Christmas Trees by Robert Frost A Christmas Circular Letter

so you want to be a writer (Charles Bukowski)

September 24, 2008


if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, […]

Geophysics by Lorna Dee Cervantes (x-posted in )

August 13, 2008


Geophysics 1. Only your hands can change me, saturating my interstices: gem. Come and make me light, opaline before your field of olivine eyes. Sway me with your hands, with a naked sliding home, fast in the fissure. Naked before you I become your hands, your mouth, this molding, this here. 2. How many patterns […]

Faraj Bayraqdar’s “Cooing” Translated from the Arabic by The New York Translation Collective

April 26, 2007


x-posted in

Hunt At Langley

January 23, 2007


Watergate burglar and CIA spook E. Howard Hunt died today. To mark the occasion here is a found poem from my book JFK: Lines of Fire in Hunt’s voice, Hunt At Langley.