Category Archives: Poetry

La Ruche Petite Dejeuner 1985

April 13, 2024 – 8:35 am

A rainy morning Impasse de Danzig La Ruche The gray morning light lays as an allure On your bare skin My hand glides up your divine spine To rest beneath an angel wing shoulder. Heartbeat steady My fingers memorize the eternity of your youth. This touch will last forever. I think___ The door opens Your […]

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White Condo Fog

April 13, 2024 – 8:27 am

An April overcast overwhelms A white luxury condo O’er Jay Street Brooklyn Obscuring the upper floors Earth warm Sky cold My fingers chilled Not by Winter But by the damp of Spring. The new season One month in My joints ache in the damp Old Some of me My mind 15 1967 Ruby Tuesday The […]

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The Speed of Nothing

April 8, 2024 – 11:01 am

An ant on my hand Life or death My choice I choose to do nothing. To often we feel obliged to act When the best course of action is inaction Of course I have upgraded Sloth from the Seven Deadly Sins to a virtue in revenge for astronomers downgrading Pluto from palnet status. I rejoice […]

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The Smell of the Old

April 7, 2024 – 7:51 am

One night I asked Alex “Do I smell old.” Sniff. “No.” She had a cold.

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Le Ville de Gris

April 5, 2024 – 8:31 am

“Paris, as everyone knows, is pre-eminently a gray city. I mention it because, in the realm of watercolor, American painters use this made-to-order gray excessively and obsessively. In France the range of grays is seemingly infinite; here the very effect of gray is lost.” Henry Miller – Quiet Days In Clichy. I recalled walking On […]

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