Thursday, April 24, 2014

When Something Comes

When something comes,
it wants to come, and so
you do your best to let it.
Strange, though, after you
have found its face a place,

the next day you forget it.
You’ve done as much
as it requires – requited its
and your desires. Now
you’ve other things to find.

It doesn’t seem to mind.


Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The Perfect Partnership

Ah, the perfect partnership!
When someone sings

and someone wants
to listen.

Tears may


Tuesday, April 22, 2014

One Clear Single Wish

It was as if you’d lifted up
the thing you’d been,
the infant sensibility
from which the whole

beginning gained its shape
and found its spin,
though it was not
the baby you, and you were

not its guardian: there was
some other strange
relation to be understood:
and then it grasped you –

made you want to cry.
The baby you held up
had one clear single wish:
it wished to fly.


Monday, April 21, 2014

He Found a New Sound on His Horn

He found
a new sound
on his horn.

He knew some 
strange note
had been born.

Think of a sigh
that could

It drew
the odd
flying thing.