Cloudless Sulphur
They move too quickly for memory,as if the act of
Category: Poems
borrowing from the Future to pay rent to the Past
He loves Her.She is complete.We stand between them—divinity made local,
Profit and Wage
He loves Her.She is complete.And between them, the Eternal Now
The Choreography Came Before the Dance
It was here, upon this narrow island between the Atlantic
Why waste a breath in regret?
This is your privilege.You are the most privileged of all.For
The Madman in Paradise
What a dream, to be here. To awaken into this—this
She does not move
There is no ache in her, no inclination, no tilt
The Two Signs
In the time before the pouring, the Sea sang songs
The Pouring
In the time before the Beach, there was only the
Downwind of Honeysuckle
—on the unbroken present and the bliss of stillness I