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The Captain’s Roses

In that instant, Niel lost one of the most beautiful things in his life.

The Car That Loved Water

He was staring at his car like you might a stare at a dog.

The Children and Other Poems

Some women have all the tit out hip out flat of the hand & tone of voice.

The Choir

I walk and I rest while the eyes of my dead look through my own.

The Clean-Out

I felt that this maternal oblivion could be the rest of my life.

The Comfort of Crows

In time the squirrel who was my friend is my friend no longer.

The Couple Who Fell to Earth

We went flying without a map as naked astronauts often do.

The Cows at Night

In that great darkness could I explain anything, anything at all.

The Decay of Lying

My own experience is that the more we study Art, the less we care for Nature.

The Detached and Other Poems

However hard I trudge and search I cannot find the hills I have climbed.

The Diezmo, Part Three

In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.

The Diezmo, Part Two

I don’t think I was very frightened. I was simply hungry for home.

The Docent

The flail is raised high, back bent in echo of the boys’ backs.

The Doe

When I saw her, I was witness and weapon both, charging at her.

The Dream of Adoration and Other Poems

The goose cannot see the North but knows exactly where it lies.

The Eclipse That Quenched the Ego

Draw me a map of your agonies, all the missing rivers you dried.

The Edith Poems

When I cried the tears felt so ineffective next to the ocean.

The End of Lake Superior

It was cool and dark, azalea in bloom at the edge of the forest.

The Fact Checkers

They dust off facts like diamonds that excel in perfection under a monocle.

The Field

The field wants to stretch the hours, wants to be empty for us.

The Fine Arts and Other Poems

Judging beauty, which is keenest, Eye or heart or mind or penis?

The Flowers of Bermuda

“Rev. MacLean’s been stabbed in Oban,” his wife said, her voice thin.

The Free Tower

Delighted to be there, celestial together, as high as you get.

The Garden

Every voice an epitaph, and then a little tune from the neighbor’s yard.

The Geometry of It All

The dean’s voice was stuck in my head. Plagiarism. Expulsion.

The Goldilocks Principle

I wanted to ask what her secret was but I was too busy knitting socks.

The Great Floating Pig Barn on the Mekong

He probably should have arrested or at least reported me to someone.

The Great Gatsby

I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention.

The Grey Dawn

Sitting beside a heap of steaming dung I felt in great poetic form.

The Idea of Antarctica

Pinned to the wall, it looks uncannily its own language, trick of the camera.