Two Poems Issue no. 173 Spring 2005 What comes more easily nowthan writing to the dead?To look back at the body
Among Appliances Issue no. 133 Winter 1994 They are so busy and self-involved as I hear them muttering in the distancethat they strike me sometimes as sheer marvels:the dishwasher filling its huge blue gullet—a cluck from the timer,
Thoroughbreds Issue no. 118 Spring 1991 Blood flares from the nostrils.The lungs, the enormous watermelon bellows,are lined with it.Legs conduits,
A Postcard from St. Petersburg Issue no. 73 Spring-Summer 1978 The best footman’s goodat sweeping up your broken glass,has a tear for every occasion, knows
Two Poems Issue no. 67 Fall 1976 On the cold coast west out of HoquiamI’m a stalker with a short-handled gun,looking for dimples in damp sand to scoop out