Category Archives: serial

poetry published in serial linked parts

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when a bright yellow crocus magics itself up through the old winter crud we crow with delight for spring has come old birds of fall that used to call black night down tight on summer now sing to light that’s … Continue reading

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. . . . than a Sick Husband (redux)

He’s in there coughing again He knows that’s what she’s thinking again Another cough hammers an electric spike through the head bone connected to the ankle bone again Soggy tissues mount in the open bag beside the table of corrective … Continue reading

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The hole

With autumn rains coming, I wonder when Pitt Street or Fourth Street (or both) will slide into here. Work on the site seems to have stopped. That’s Pitt Street in the background, across from City Hall.

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