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