When I’m Away
When I’m away I want you to miss me When I get back I want you to kiss me While I am driving I’ll think of your eyes Whenever I gaze at the clear winter skies If...
Read MoreWhen I’m away I want you to miss me When I get back I want you to kiss me While I am driving I’ll think of your eyes Whenever I gaze at the clear winter skies If...
Read MoreIn the 19th century her sex was fair In the 21st her sex is bare. No matter how old men cavil That the denuded hills of Brazil Are infantile and bizarre All hair is...
Read MoreOut of Time I am out of time! The lines on the face In the mirror are mine. Bent at the waist, I trace Circles with a bill, But in the glass stand...
Read MoreDaurade has a great post on his work documenting the life and poetry of Alfred Starr Hamilton. Daurade and I worked for a while at Olin Library together and had a few...
Read MoreWILD IS THE WIND: THE LYRIC POET IN AN AGE OF LANGUAGE Recently I read a blog piece on the Harriet Blog about ‘amateur’ poets. The author, an academic and...
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