Poems

Floaters

Rattle / October 24, 2009

Black snow…one flake, then another. They don’t go anywhere, don’t come down but drift, float within my eyes like microfeathers […]

Rattle / October 22, 2009

On the Avenue of the Americas, at noon two weeks ago Tuesday, a nun paced the grimy concrete, robed in

Rattle / October 21, 2009

She was European. I understand that now, but as a kid, oy, what did I know about accents? In her

Rattle / October 19, 2009

I gave the waitress in the café a fifty & she gave me my change got sidetracked & left the

Rattle / October 18, 2009

Gradually, and working its way slowly, through all things, beginning even long before we knew each other. Through emptiness, through

Rattle / October 17, 2009

I’m waking from the early afternoon, I watch the trees outside nod with the wind. I need to go and