Thick ham slices carved with a thinned blade,
Small holes, large holes, yeasty smells
Of tasty homemade bread with chewy crusts
and glassine-like spread of white butter
Prepared by Concha, who lectured us in her native tongue
And the only thing comprehensible was her tone,
High-pitched reprimands and demands of some sort. Continue reading “Ham Sandwich” »
Monthly Archives: March 2015
Tiny Gods in all the Right Places
The Thrill is Gone After Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride Through France
In 1987 I traveled throughout France, Monaco, Belgium and Amsterdam with a group of college art school students. I saw lots of art. Lots. Of. Art. The first couple of weeks was an inspirational ecstasy for my artistic soul. Starting in the south of France, we drove mostly northbound in a barely air-conditioned bus. Later, the drain of popping in and out of the bus, along with being crammed in there with oversexed, sweaty, whiny twenty-something-year-olds, left me dismayed and exhausted. With each cathedral or museum stop I was losing the glow of excitement. By the gazillionth stop just before Paris, I almost didn’t get off the bus. AS IF I had seen enough Van Goghs, Monets, Raphaels, Michelangos, DaVincis, (insert famous artist name here) and religious works of art in various cathedrals. Somewhere along the route I lost the connection to thrill and discovery. Color, balance, composition, Jesus, baby Jesus, Mother Mary, crucifixion, battles, saints… Shouldn’t I have some sort of emotional reaction? Am I that travel weary?
Mr. Zinobar
Dear Mr. Zinobar:
Can You forgive the members You know best?
Petty grievances,
petty give-nesses,
petty members best forgivenesses?
For high is their take-ness,
high is their forgetfulness. Continue reading “Mr. Zinobar” »
Billy Boggins and Candy Goggins
(Dedicated and written for Catalina McKay, 2003)
Billy Boggins and Candy Goggins
Are best of bestest friends.
They run, they scream, they hide, they dream,
They build cardboard forts,
They’re the biggest, most bestest team. Continue reading “Billy Boggins and Candy Goggins” »
Lovely Child
Lovely child,
brightened face,
obey your soul,
find peace and grace. Continue reading “Lovely Child” »
Mercy and Grace are Sisters
Unfettered child
See, my Love, I walk for you.
Wandering footman
See, my Love, all plums, almonds and olives – a bounty for you. Continue reading “Mercy and Grace are Sisters” »
Middleness
Things flying around my big head, lights, flickers
unmentionable things, undeterminable things.
How did this start?
This route, the beginning? The end? Continue reading “Middleness” »
The Journey and The Lesson
In this journey
it is important to know,
but it must be knowledge
that does not conceal Continue reading “The Journey and The Lesson” »
Did You Know
Did you know I’d know?
Did you know I’d know and fade cell by cell?
Did you know I’d fade and fade?
Could you’ve guessed
the consequence of diseasing the pact
cell by cell?
Continue reading “Did You Know” »
Enshrine Me
Enshrine me
Protect me
Provide me
Install me
with big hand affection. Continue reading “Enshrine Me” »