Category Archive: Poems

Blind Fish

Caught here in your limestone cave, lost in a limbo of slow water torture, for you, each day is night always, Condemned to circle contours of a god’s point of view, pale swimmers… Continue reading

Winter Trees Cough Like Old Men

Winter trees cough like old men about death’s white nightmares while the rain talks in Latin. They cough about the sobbing tragic ash, they bind valises for leaving, they darken—and in the chill… Continue reading

So what? I love to fly

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The Plain

I was alone with a chair on a plain Which lost itself in an empty horizon. The plain was flawlessly paved. Nothing, absolutely nothing but the chair and I were there. The sky… Continue reading

Under Arrest

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Having Served His Time

Time

Vermeer

The Milkmaid

The Return of Artaud, Le Momo

Artaud

I Had a Man

Today when I was walking I had a man tell me as he passed That I was a white bitch (he was white) And to not look at him Or he was going… Continue reading

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