OCCUPANTThe sad mailbox of my extreme youth, what did it ever deliver? The only...
A CRITICPick up your socks. Clean the house once in a while. Go to the dentist. ...
HISTORIANPiles and piles of books, boxes of documents, photographs, bones, shreds of clothes...
YOU WHO KNOWI was just enough bigger that I could wrestle you into the clean straw of the mow...
GRIFFY LAKEI spread my smooth water like a lap and caught the trees' faces where they fell...
AT DAWN
Darkness breaks away from
shallow fields and
ditches yield their shadows
to the last hour of night.
The family pet
returns at dawn.
His belly is full of soft shapes
his eyes have seen killings
his feet mark the ground.
All the green things put on changes
roads lie down in the sun
lawns are quiet
people stir.
He has been breaking into
their dreams all night
with his big teeth
and violent color.