Express Milwaukee - Poetry Tue, 27 Jan 2015 00:00:00 EST en hourly 1 The Loon The water winks open, the loon

is sewn onto the moonlit lake]]>
Magical Thinking Hear Me Writing On The Sea And if I were to touch your hand as all the trees in the world bent down their green leafy heads to listen to the stars falling out of the sky to fill the sleepy baskets of your enormous eyes, would you]]> Charlevoix, Michigan We walked the length of the pier

toward the colors we’d never ]]>
Roadkill Scree Ganga Aarti        Benares is older than history, older than tradition,

                                   older even than legend, and looks twice as old as

Three Feral Children Green Day Oath The world  

You think the world re-

volves around you, well it

My Oldest Friend, I Wish I Was You To My Parents Miscarriage Moab Fifteen Years Was Not Enough HARD TIME IN CONCORD The Tomb of the Unknown Poet DADDIES! ON PLAYGROUNDS ON WEDNESDAYS Georg Trakl in the Green Sun Foothills Panic  

There's a grocery store at the foot of the mountain

Where they misspell the name so you remember it better.

Skepticism—six demonstrations  

“We admit the apparent fact,” say they, “without admitting that it really is

what it appears to be.”. . .[I]n his work On the Senses, [Timon says,] “I do

a rat in the subway Motorboating in Harlem unruly clock.  

How strangely things unmoor themselves.

For instance, overhead: shadow of a bird

Palais Jamais Baubo’s Leaven Winter Moon and Tree  

Last night the full moon pushed

on the new tree in our back yard]]>
SING ME THAT Comes with Galore