Friday, March 31, 2006
What is this Nick?
What is this house?
A shoebox lined with dust.
What is this sleep?
A holding pattern spiralling into London.
What is this garden?
A tree that might fall.
What is this earth?
A pond frozen over, where a fat child skates.
What is this cigarette?
Two gloved lovers holding hands.
What is this ring?
The water pearl on a nasturtium leaf.
What is this dust?
The wind that blows itself away.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Still forest of the light
stakes in the sand
of a dark beach.
Carry these handfuls
of seawater to
a safer place.
They were scooped from
the ocean and now they
are ready to be returned.
While the fires burn
and the possibility
of new life flickers.
