Pictured

Absorbed by lightcapering daily to capture itwithin the net of my lenswhat eyes see andother senses perceivewritten downphoton by photonthrough chemical layersand into silverwhose monochromaticradiance dancesacross a scaleback into the eyetransformedshimmering witha glitter beyondwhat gold can purchasea gift of memoryinto years thathave yet to comean emulsionstanding in itsown brillianceagainst the rush of time Readers, IContinue reading “Pictured”

Publication news!

Well I write a poem about rejection letters and then a couple of days later I get one that’s acceptance! It’s like when you finally pull over to ask for directions and are told that the place you’re looking for is right around the next bend. I went out on a limb and submitted aContinue reading “Publication news!”

Self Singing

Whitman had a lot of songs,long and rambling, so many notesventuring all over the melodic rangefrom the highest octaves to thelowest reaches of the bass clef If he was written out on a staff,codified into halves, wholes, and sixteenths,he would be a tangle to rival Brahms,with a reach beyond Rachmaninoff or Liszt You wouldn’t wantContinue reading “Self Singing”

Rejection Letters

always there is the questionand how you will answer will it be a yesto the trying, the idea of itthe theory of possible successshining like a diamondin that dim uncertain futureyou attempt to not consider but like that last piece ofchocolate cake in the kitcheneven at midnight you knowthe diamond is thereand someone will reachContinue reading “Rejection Letters”

Indefinite Leave to Remain

displaced and out of placefor years I was lostin the rush hour crowd ofKing’s Cross Stationtongue-tied with wordsin the same language buta dialect whose defencesI never could break through the same but differentseparated by an ocean my peoplefought to cross death by a thousand cutson the edge of a paper my peoplefought to sign theContinue reading “Indefinite Leave to Remain”

Absalom

Faulkner is a heavy weight of old grievancesunresolved, the fester of yearsburning an indignant holein a pocket full of rusty nailsthe bitter smell left upon thefingers that reach insidea taste like blood on the tongue It’s my Mother’s words about the familyhow her Daddy was the twin born lastseparated by mere momentsfrom the seat ofContinue reading “Absalom”

Late July

August is knocking at the doora hot mess of back-to-schoolwith new shoes, pencils, anda new backpack It used to be thatkids got to run wildduring the dog days,endless sprinkler partiesand popsicle sleepovers Now they are luckyfor any vacation, any gaspsof time blissfully awayfrom the hard thumb of authority,the arch and watchful eyeof educational agendas,the crackContinue reading “Late July”

At the Airport

traffic flows like a riverthe escalators are tributariesferrying passengers inand out of the main stream giant baggage bouldersmake rapids giant metal aquatic birdsdip downmake depositsdrink deep they leave againwith full belliesmigrating to the nextasphalt pond A little poem written while I waited at baggage claim at the airport. Thank you for reading!