Black Candles
Black Candles Curtains blown like sails Brickface florid with sun Black candles all around Tongues blazing in the mirror Lady, last love lost You bay the sky you are...
Read Morefrom recovered poems: Stepping Through
stepping through a field of marbles, maple trees on either side and sunlight sprained on late summer grass all along Stonewall Point things you said and did grew green...
Read MorePoem for Peggy Billings
THE WOMAN IN THE WINDOW for Peggy Billings What did the woman in the window see What stars did her dark eyes rest upon Sleepless mind at the pane as it spun Hands of...
Read MoreFOR JOHN M.
Death Bed for John M My friend, an old ma Becomes a baby Swaddled in a sheet Pale hairless belly ballooning Blind hands pulling the air Stub of his penis pierced With a...
Read MorePeggy Billings
Peggy Billings, poet, activist, friend, in her own words, from the afterword to her second book of poems, Red Rooster Crowing. Peggy died yesterday. She was 90. A dear...
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