Sunday, June 26, 2016

Place For It

Arrived in picked-at snags and wicked spatters –
rags and tatters born of haste and waste
and all the other traits that make for taste –
and not a little ad hoc grace and wit.
This surely is the place for it.


Saturday, June 25, 2016

Sometimes the Task

Sometimes the task
is not to lose the mask
but find a mask to wear -
so as not to have to bare
what you must bear.


Friday, June 24, 2016

Three Faces

With a solicitude whose grace became apparent
by their evident belief that in a glance
I would be able to advance
a brief but sensitive appraisal of the fine array
of nuanced features they had brought me to display,

three faces just arose to offer their vicissitudes today.
They couldn’t stay: there were too many other eyes
to heed, to feed – to gauge, assuage – the rage
of some of whose intemperate uncertainties
they might be able to allay.


Thursday, June 23, 2016

The Creaturehood

Two creatures left
the Creaturehood today.

They’d had enough
of never having any say
in what got done with them.

No one was having
any fun with them!

So now they’re gone.
(Damned Creaturehood,
of course, goes on.)


Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Blue Lady

Ah, the uses to which her inscribing hand is put!
They scour her from head to foot.
The schemes Blue Lady manifests all day and night,
the dreams she looses from her inner sight
and writes and draws without a pause:
what flames do they ignite?
What sweet devotions do they host?
What are the endlessly created notions of a ghost?


Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Let’s Praise the Eyes

Let’s praise the eyes –
how they assess and test the size of everything –
note every riffling feather on that wing –
see how the muscles in his throat permit that man to sing.

Let’s praise them more.
Let’s praise their range of strange capacities
to tease, to fool, to school you, make you breathe
a different atmosphere than you had breathed before.

Let’s praise how wide and wise they’d let us be
if we would let our eyes beget
and re-beget the world into the thing it is:
a fresh surprise. Let’s praise – let’s raise – our eyes.


Monday, June 20, 2016

Hadda Be There

He thinks it’s funny,
she doesn’t.
Ya hadda be there
and she wasn’t.