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March 25, 2025
The Wounded Gazelle Look
After you depart, I act on your request: To a mountaintop or to the Ganges. To seek a Somewhere for ashes to scatter....
Michael Varga
March 5, 2025
Weapons We Jettison For Something Truer
War fused us. Vietnam left you leery of spider holes; Chad left me mourning a midnight escape. But poets don’t thrive in fear...
September 3, 2024
The Bunny on Wilton Drive
A sculptor shares his Thunder Bunny. The Blueness of it hints of hidden graces. Pedestrians pass it daily, hardly looking, And to them,...
September 18, 2003
A Camel-Trader’s Gift
Hot beams curl ‘round horses’ flanks, Bright arcs branded deep into fly-buzzed flesh, And as I tread afraid a camel-trader sketches A sign...
September 20, 1984
when Black poets congregate
When Black poets congregate I try to hide the gift Pocketed out of Africa. Like a heavy phallus, Smooth and used to pounding...
September 20, 1983
The Love Between: To Any Place Springfield*
The love between them spills Beyond the groves that divide Like arms loosely tossed Across an unmade bed, asleep....
September 20, 1982
For A Lover, Unseen
Not your hands, my love, nor your ordered caresses so long elating my split heart free of its splintered crutch, widening a soul’s...
September 20, 1981
Mwah Gran Gou*
Alleluia Alleluia Amen Alleluia Alleluia Amen Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia Amen....
September 20, 1981
The Rawly Linked
Mainmast’s pendulum totters on the brink Freely swinging to meet waves’ ends; Shadowed below, fetid blackness blends Flaying the prone cargo so rawly...
July 20, 1978
Races Ascending
Eucalyptus shades acacia: The proximity dwindling the caliber of one And distending the manifest bulk of the other. Quick shapes merge but mix...