Avoidance Tactics
I’m avoiding writing an essay—or writing anything really—for the public because
to me it doesn’t make sense to just start talking about something anymore. I am
out of practice.
Theotokion
Oh Mary, I suppose that God could have
Borne Himself to us in some other way:
Release His transcendence as glaciers calve
Their ice; float like a dust mote into day;
Just suddenly
What We Want to Remember, We Forget
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A Familiar Labyrinth
As far as I can tell, one of the main reasons I haven’t been all that successful
as a poet is that I’ve tried too hard to write good poems. As
Concert A
Smell of resin and my musty
clarinet case, my reed’s wood taste
on my tongue as I assemble
my inherited instrument:
mouthpiece, barrel, body joints, bell.
Behind me, brass section’s spittle