POETRY PACIFIC

At the Threshold From the darkest moment Of last winter to the heaviest fog Of this summer, I fumbled all my way To this spot, wh...

Snowy Scenes

TELEOLOGY To hear their webs asilver rote; achrome proscenium neath wayward oaks’ clockdrip of ossicles and moths; demised the riv-...

Though My Palms Are Dirty Though my palms are dirty, to return to dust with an empty stomach is what concerns me most. To this extent, ...

Uprooted  Across the grey and dirtied sand Toes pressed deep unsure Pursued by boots heavy. Being torn from an old world to new Sails ...

Cambodia  Sold for five dollars; given drugs to make them jump like monkeys in a cage— the foreigners are turned on by this; go crazy for ...

“Hey Sunshine, Stop Snoring!” She sleeps in clothed sheathes Blonde hair leaks out like leaves in a levy She channels Florence Having ...

Pink Sky In The Morning  Late afternoon, a lone seagull staring out to sea, the wind lifting the back feathers of its crown. At dusk, ...

Darkness Comes Around I started with coffee and whiskey and the fading light of another day seeping into the room it was the end of the...

Dear Child I too have fears, dreams and deathly shadows, I too am a child. Unsolicited Advice someone should have told him: ...

Distortion I am in love.  Not with you    but with the moment     you hesitated and I captured you,    kept you suspended    on the c...

Colorphonic Every morning I’m asked, What color? A rose is paled after many washes broken down rose. A clover for the cruel Ab...

The Punchline I can no longer recall the joke it was made many years ago but there was my uncle in the kitchen with a finger on the roo...

The Idea The idea, like desire, melts into a puddle that a young man will lay his jacket over, helping a beautiful woman across....

Spanish Exhumation They are excavating the unmarked graves of a Spanish Inquisition: mass burials by fascista friends and neighbors ...

Flowering Tea Jasmine, lotus, amaranth unfurling,     dancers within their universe of glass    and steaming water, reborn as sterling ...

Stone Fences – the Aran Islands They stop being picturesque after a time – row after row, waist-high, the color of the weather off the ...

Love Lyric (for Karen) I tried to write a poem on love And you came in and kissed my cheek. I tried to write a song on love And you ju...

Suburban Dead grass makes good camouflage for coyotes.  They disappear in it like partisans still wearing their coffee-stained khaki ja...

From Me To Me: Remember  Remember, standing there, alone in the Park Swings, slide, baseball field The winds so wild You could have tak...

Salvation In Sunday School today Miss Hooker said that Jesus is coming soon so I need to get ready by stopping my sinning and getting m...

If You Can’t Fight It, Write It  Nights awake I wonder Where we might have been Had I convinced you I was dying or Got you pregnant th...

Pacific Halo What kind of intelligence is carried by ocean waves? Surely greater than that of the shark, or Dungeness crab.           ...

Consumed - of the Earth I walked into the dead dull night looking for salvation - groping blind and aimlessly melting glacial waterfalls;...

Evanescence A thought immersed in a fragile solitude, Like a liberty that empties itself- Before being seized. A vision condemned to b...

I Want to Sing To You without looking at the words. I want to draw a picture of you without setting my hat on fire. I want to swing you a...

Passion fierce as the Grave One word is needed One, and only one One word to live The sole language of life Wealth withers away Frie...

Golden Sheaves of Rice Golden sheaves of rice are standing In the harvested autumnal field, And numberless weary mothers come to ...