Maps

This has always been a planet of infinite sidesthough the Mercator projection on the fourth grade wallmade it look like a table cloth given a choice most people want to sit at the tablelike starving vagrants off the street waiting for a crumb that they could have set...

Dimitri

In Memoriam I live now in a land of new constellationsso flooded with stars that the Zodiaclost its way the brilliance of this summitrich reward for simple observationtells me: “be still”stop wanderingstop striving I wanted to bring my meteoric friend hereto the...

Birth of a Muse

Into the cold cold marble canyons of the nightspeaks the child his painecholess like an unhatched bird innocent of the power that men knowhammered into the shields that muffle their cries and at field’s edgein the tower where wisdom waitsfading tapestries of history...

Anarchy

There are wildflowersand flowers that long to be wildfreed from civilized captivityto erupt in exuberancein heights unattainableand hidden grottoesof unmeasured lands were the flowersthat line the acute angles of my propertyto find their proper anarchywild monarchs...

Flamenco Dancer

Some will feel historyin the ancient trails of imagesyou draw in from thick air some will call you ephemera are you joy?are you tragedy? there trembling beneath your feetand leaping from your handsare the arguments of eternity to live within or to leave this worldto...

High Eagle

Shall we enter the unwritten record of timeinto which myriad beings of the planet tracelessly dipped a toein water which was snowwhich was vaporwhich was an idea before creation? to go off the record onto some half snowy deer pathwhose sidewalks are brambles and...