Fill the Bowls

Fill the bowls at once. Measure air, measure water. Breathing, if you can count. Test color.  Words bounce off the surface.  No one ever understood sound. What enters the ear. …

Palindrome

His life reads the same backwards and forwards.  All the letters fall into place.  The single word comes to him in a dream. Now it can be named, the vertiginous …

Sound

Smell is the one. You can grasp the salt- stung sea edge.  Find the beloved’s hair across any room.  Rub five-petalled cinquefoil until your nose is yellow under Arctic sun. …

Now Breathe

The rabbit huddles motionless against the blocks under the house. Carrots do not tempt it. It is so cold nothing can move. Here on earth, time is measured and clear. …

June, 1957

White-hot love letters burning into sand. These saddle shoes are smeared with blood. Tear off the buckle on the back of your pants. It doesn’t belong there. Later they can …

The End of Breathing

The boy set out to find the end of breathing. He found temples in many cities, the body in wondrous poses. Two oceans, layers of cloud. The sun told its …

Restive Pulse, Mr. Mann

So anyway, said the arbiter. So anyway, said the sad sack slumped behind the bench. Said the world going over to night. Keep the following fragments from your time here. …