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Eight Love Poems
We are all named / out of love — for / an uncle, a cousin, / a dead violinist. / Often we forget / the love in our names.
— from “Named”
June 2007
Selected Poems
You said you thought the word was pure / to describe the moonlight above us / on our last night in boarding school, / when you and I broke the rules and slept / outside under a blanket of young summer.
— from “To My Lifelong Friend Going To Prison”
June 2007Our Son At One Year Old
At the close of this day we / have the bright idea of taking / him in the rowboat out on the / lake to view the moon rising
April 2007The Word That Is A Prayer
One thing you know when you say it: / all over the earth people are saying it with you; / a child blurting it out as the seizures take her, / a woman reciting it on a cot in a hospital.
April 2007An Anthology Of Chinese Poetry
“All has come to nothing,” he writes. / In old age his clothes are tattered and thin, / His hut without a door; sick, / He suffers bad dreams.
April 2007But I Can’t Talk Now
When I heard Michael was gone, I went downstairs / and sat at the kitchen table. / A half dozen oranges in a glass bowl, / leathery red pomegranates from the farmer’s market.
April 2007
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