selected poetry


light strikes over the sidewalk bend 
thousands of hands to foil the grey 
and beat the winter, a spring spray 
above the transom. innocent 
outbreaking, your sweet or crab trend 
can't bother me, I'm drunk on scent.

overheard, new leaflets extend
through the boles and buttons of May
as ramifications play
through branches of our argument
through the wild would, as we pretend
that none of our paths have been meant

sharp memory, you know I spend
an effort sending you away
If I know what is meant today
By love, your law ambivalent has taught me
bent, I learned to bend
love showed the way and so I went