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Sex After being told, "Oh, what would you know about it anyway." How the room rained down a mother's only blistering ash, her words lifting then settling clear and hot, then the branding of me complete. After she proclaimed to... Continue reading
Posted 19 hours ago at 3quarksdaily
Van Gogh Well, he lived among us and hated winters. He moved to Arles where summer and blue jays obliged him to cut off his ear. Oh, they all said it was a whore but Rachel was innocent. When cypresses... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at 3quarksdaily
Comete Uphill in Melbourne on a beautiful day a woman is walking ahead of her hair. Like teak oiled soft to fracture and sway it hung to her heels and seconded her as a pencilled retinue, an unscrolling title to... Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at 3quarksdaily
No More Clichés Beautiful face That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun So do you Open your face to me as I turn the page. Enchanting smile Any man would be under your spell, Oh, beauty of... Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at 3quarksdaily
The War Works Hard How magnificent the war is! How eager and efficient! Early in the morning, it wakes up the sirens and dispatches ambulances to various places, swings corpses through the air, rolls stretchers to the wounded, summons rain... Continue reading
Posted 6 days ago at 3quarksdaily
Vincent's Shoes He built his palette around the ragged colors of her tortoise-shell calico, piled like clotted earth in a sunny corner. His worn soul embraced the tales of those crumpled old shoes— shredded laces, wilted leather— scuffed with the... Continue reading
Posted 7 days ago at 3quarksdaily
In My Spare Time During my long, boring hours of spare time I sit to play with the earth’s sphere. I establish countries without police or parties and I scrap others that no longer attract consumers. I run roaring rivers... Continue reading
Posted Jul 24, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
Veil of Religion If you are One and your teachings are One why did you inscribe our infancy in the Torah and adorn our youth in the Gospels only to erase all that in your final Book? Why did you... Continue reading
Posted Jul 23, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
. Now emerge the seeds the biting morning light catches the hands The bare shed lays down its walls before us Now – divine miracle rumbles the thunder piercing rays light up a slow stage the dark bull that undresses... Continue reading
Posted Jul 17, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
First Things to Hand In the skull kept on the desk. In the spider-pod in the dust. Or nowhere. In milkmaids, in loaves, Or nowhere. And if Socrates leaves His house in the morning, When he returns in the evening... Continue reading
Posted Jul 16, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
QE II is the Ocean Liner Dear Queen Elizabeth, Your Majesty, I found a pencil sharpener that belongs to you with E II R under a little crown stamped on it. I picked it out from other pencil sharpeners not... Continue reading
Posted Jul 12, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
The firstborn was handed back to them in a small cask not much bigger than a shoebox only wooden no more about it they took it home by pony and trap wasn’t the river in flood at the gate? they... Continue reading
Posted Jul 11, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
In the Secular Night In the secular night you wander around alone in your house. It's two-thirty. Everyone has deserted you, or this is your story; you remember it from being sixteen, when the others were out somewhere, having a... Continue reading
Posted Jul 4, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
Grass and Water The geese have their heaven and I have mine, though both are made of grass and water and both have sudden and subtle bridges where the carved stone changes color under the presumptive arches, and it is... Continue reading
Posted Jul 3, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
The Magic Carpet . Because I am the greatest in his realm your husband sent for me, left me alone with you in the inner palace where, on pain of death, no man may tread. My commission was to render... Continue reading
Posted Jul 2, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
You Are the Penultimate Love of My Life . I want to spend a lot but not all of my years with you. We’ll talk about kids but make plans to travel. I will remember your eyes as green when... Continue reading
Posted Jul 1, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
The Buried Rib Cage Eve slipped from its arced ridge- the only body part you don't ......do evil with: the eye, the hand, might beg ..... corruption; the ribs are modest shy crests, ticklish, .......... an open fan, not quite... Continue reading
Posted Jun 29, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
Motion Most motion now is at a speed No Roman or enlightened despot ever dreamed As truth. The landscape we see we miss; The oceans we cross we overlook; The accelerations of word and style Disguise the flat art we... Continue reading
Posted Jun 28, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
The Pride of Life McGarvey and I were young and male and speaking of the concupiscence of eyes, of flesh, of the pride of life; our God, old Taskmaster, demanded of us perfection, suffering and Latin. McGarvey and I were... Continue reading
Posted Jun 26, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
Dear Loretta, Mistress Mine I am the jackal that lurks in your halls of freedom I am the snake that slithers in your garden I am the lion that roars in your neighboring hills I have heard you singing as... Continue reading
Posted Jun 25, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
My little bastard, impious offspring in case it must be said to you again here it is said again what should be said again and again: negotiation for a non-negotiable end, negotiate all that’s non-negotiable. Cut this slogan into your... Continue reading
Posted Jun 24, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
Grief When grief comes to you as a purple gorilla you must count yourself lucky. You must offer her what’s left of your dinner, the book you were trying to finish you must put aside and make her a place... Continue reading
Posted Jun 22, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
He Considers His Wife's Three cats A different nation lives within our walls, cats. Sent from God in triplicate, easy as envoys Of a great power, my wife’s cats enjoy the sun As it fills each evening the bristling chaise... Continue reading
Posted Jun 18, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
i like my body when it is with your i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does,... Continue reading
Posted Jun 17, 2014 at 3quarksdaily
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end... Continue reading
Posted Jun 15, 2014 at 3quarksdaily