Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
"Incident"
I look across the table and think~Norman MacCaig
(fiery with love)
Ask me, go on, ask me
to do something impossible,
something freakishly useless,
something unimaginable and inimitable
Like making a finger break into blossom
or walking for half an hour in twenty minutes
or remembering tomorrow.
I will you to ask it.
But all you say is
Will you give me a cigarette?
And I smile and,
returning to the marvelous world
of possibility
I give you one
with a hand that trembles
with a human trembling.
Monday, April 07, 2008
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Friday, April 04, 2008
nako
there was a cat
who had a spat
with my hand
and when that cat
stopped dashing around like that
i missed her and missed her and missed her
no, this is not supposed to be a poem
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