From the category archives:

On Love

From The Garden

September 18, 2009

Dwelling in your high lonely house, can
you see me waving, waiting beneath your window?
Through the walls of your stout fortress,
can you hear me hailing you from the garden?
Who has imprisoned you? And whom do you
say has imprisoned you?
For the power and consent is in the saying of it!
The roses weep dewdrops for you.
The grass begs [...]

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One Hundred Kisses

September 1, 2009

one, two,
ten, twenty kisses
your knee, my knee, twenty one
my knee, your knee, twenty two
your hand, the back of my neck, twenty six
twenty eight, thirty, thirty one
my cheek, slowly against your cheek, thirty two
and you smile, thirty three kisses
caress ribs, tingling spine
thirty nine, thirty nine, thirty nine
forty six, and my skin is humming
fifty seven, slowly, looking [...]

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Give Me Your Arm

August 25, 2009

Give me your arm
under my cheek
above my heart
below waves of shimmering heat
and memories
summer popsicles
screaming babies
broken cars
dusty feet
ruined lists of things to do,checked off or forgotten
beside a round dish of wishes and water
left like an offering
for the past, behind us,hungry, lingering, leaving
and the cat, soft and curious,demanding breakfast
I will give you my cheek
soft against a hard [...]

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The Invitation

August 18, 2009

We were broken fruit,
windfalls full of seeds,
beginning at the end:
one hundred years of living
circling between us.
Our hearts were dry as
well-kept wheat.
Today we are Spring frogs,
round and wet with song:
come home, come home, come home.

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I Want to Lay Open on Your Bed Like a Book

August 11, 2009

I want to lay open on your bed like a book.
My centerfold is a map. We can
measure the distance between heaven and the edge.
Don’t worry. You won’t fall off.
My flat earth is wrapped around my round world
and our legs move together like the ocean.

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