COMET
Comet Empty space. A burning face Arcs in the black embrace And sheds its flames in a hail Of voices and...
Comet Empty space. A burning face Arcs in the black embrace And sheds its flames in a hail Of voices and...
May Evening A sharp yellow light paints the blind And the smell of rain is in the house The first leaves...
Thanks to Miette, the Marianne Hauser website is up and running, with some content. It is an evolving site....
VICE VERSA One of the pleasures, many pleasures, of research is stumbling on the unknown. So, I’ve...
I just found out that Judith Malina died on April 10th. Malina and Julian Beck started The Living Theater in...
HYPERVIGILANTE I’m so scared, bound To eyes like shifting lakes Rippled by the sound Of autumn rakes, By...
Venus As I lay dead in your arms the dark Whispered that I watched the night With my father when I was four....
I am going to be reading from GAHA: Babes of the Abyss at Buffalo Street Books in Ithaca, on Saturday, March...