Poetry
At the Museum of Science and Technology
i. m. Hugh Le Caine Here are the grossly educational displays: giant holograms, electric guitars strung with light, and nebulae spread out onto canvas that might fold up neatly in …
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A Valentine
Were that I were immovable as rock While you were irresistible as water! As it is, I wince at every shock Who ought to be absorbent as a blotter. My …
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True Blood
For Gladys Finley Farewell, a long farewell to all the joys Of woods and water, valley, stream, and hill! Goodbye as well to all the tarnished boys With names like …
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The Crossroads
There was a string of kings in Chicago / and I knew a few of them
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Dark One Rising
Once I was going to call my book Dark One Rising and Don McKay rescued me from that idiocy, and it was christened Song of Fear after its natural parents …
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No nothing gets under you. It’s about to roll past but you crane and stop it with your foot, then nest on it. It’s real life, you breathe, but can’t …
Read MoreTo an Ideal
Finalist for the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize I noticed you first, your birth a paranormal float on that sintered causeway of white light. As a gift moves us to tears, …
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