A Recent Visit My mother isDepressedAnd cries with newfoundBoldnessShe flits betweenOverwhelming senses of lossesAnd the inevitability of her—Who can be sure howLong—passing and saysJust what she thinksAt the moment uncensoredShifting between courageAnd despair, honestyAnd make believe herTime is running outOut and emotions coalesceAnd rageSputtersSadly I’m in Arizona visiting my mom, who last year survived an [...]
Posts on ‘April 16th, 2007’
NaPoWriMo 4.15 When You Ride The Bus
When You Ride The Bus The cloud is jumpingA crimson crown ofTender leaves subtleAnd shimmer, shattering.A chance glance and theBirds are swooning againstJealousy in your tangleOf hair pulled out likePride, the furtherIt reaches, the greaterMy desire to grasp itBetween long fingersAnd bring it heady to myNose. Breathe deep and jostleEvery simple dayTo explode in hot [...]
NaPoWriMo 4.14 Fleeting Hands
Fleeting Hands I’m gratefulYour hands aren’tSmall. How could IConceal my fearOf tiny nails and softness?What can the handsOf a child do attachedTo a man’s body? ButPatience won’t wait anyLonger than will the springClouds to cover myOwn hand. Shade won’t sitStill and the perfume of soapReveals more than crystalJars. SIghtings…
Say Hello to Condoleeza Rice
Hello, Condi- all the way from Kuala Lumpur, where you have a fan in the form of a door man in the hotel here. It may be the first time I have traveled abroad, answered the typical, “where you from?” question, to have my “America” replied with, “Say hello to Condoleeza Rice!” At least she [...]
