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the compleat Crows and Rages, now available

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a collection of one hundred and fifty-seven poems

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a collection of ninety-nine permutations
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Other online texts

Instructions for the Inclined
a hip creative writing manual

Perverbs
a collection of proverbs

Crumbs!!!
a set of hypertexts circa 2001

Wake up!

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You can't remember where it was.

Had this dream stopped?

in the dark remain unwritten

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Prophecy

between pages and trees
the sky the birds the light
in the dark remain unwritten
and it is time to speak and listen

~

Summer

and then months later the
world pretends it has not seen.

green into grey silence

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Excerpts from Vox Pangasinense

1. the story

they disappeared one
after the other from
green into grey silence

2. the poet

your prowess in syllables
outlived your youth we
sing them now with
abandon

Okay, now, William

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A Critical Turn

Okay, now, William
Carlos Williams, don't
apologize. Leave.

socks ballet bends

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Claustrophobia

My fear to become a mere extension.

~

Daddy, We are Girls

socks ballet bends
pink face a skirt

diamonds brides should

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Heart Attack

His stomach. His heart. He had big room
in his heart. He had, he and his brother he
loved, his grandparents. He could love as
he did his Chinese mom, and I saw he felt
it just then.

~

The Wedding Dress

I picked the prettiest of the
poor shop. He told me of
diamonds brides should
be crazy about. I wouldn't,
hoping someday I will.

the world, kindness, gnarled

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Persona

I am. That voice is mine. It is
not me. I don't matter. I reply.
I understand. My teeth are
sharp. Allow me to introduce you.

~

The Cave

Things have remained in it, years -
wrinkled tangle of constricted
loneliness, voices, fanged vines,
the world, kindness, gnarled
air as if someone loved is still
there, old people, these stories,
years, a city, the good stroke,
fear, a hand - still there.

~

The Zoo

Stay the same, cassowary.
Move inside, large python.
Scream with delight, gorillas.
Jump and swing. Frighten the
girl. Throw a fit. Pull at her hair
and pink dress. Suck on her thumb.
That unbearable pain of sadness will
comfort her.

to depth

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Breathing Lessons

from edge
to depth

flailing
echoing

succumbing to
whatever end

~

Forgetting

breaking and
washing away
a reflection
shattering

Wake up!

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Forget the Night!

Live w/us in Forests of azure!

he has forgotten he has

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At the Train Station

Is that a flower a flower a
flower a flower a flyer over
& over a flower?

~

Stalk

for fingers first flicker
forearm flames found
forehead flan from the
mouth she sighs from
her reply like light on
glass

~

Whereas

He has forgotten he has
forgotten he has forgotten
he has forgotten he has
forgotten he has forgotten
he has forgotten forgetting
for the first time where
speech neither nor exists,
is perfect, is wordless in the mouth.

soft simple

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The Mechanics of Time Travel

begin with a kiss
soft simple
irreversible

then shimmer
slow to the

moonlight

is a sin

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Acacia

This is how you live desolately: desperately
go astray, descend among the cracks - inch
by inch, tearing sunbeams open - your way
to the only sin you're entitled to, until one by
one, falling falling falling flowers burst in the sky.

~

Cactus

Drought is one heart from a land where water is scarce
is a sin
is a place where sun-beaten longings sink into the dunes.

I have loved.

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Foreword to a Nation About to Crumble

I

And so the streets
sing songs of sorrow.

II

I rest my hands.
I found I was born.

III

We will find ourselves.
We will see. We will find
our hearts heavy. We will
look back and see.

~

I Woke Up in the Middle of the Night
to See the City Lying on the Shore of My Island

And she said she's home, finally.
And she said, Hurry.
And of course, she said, Let's
find the bodies of those
I have loved.
She said, Come, let's drag
them all.
So she said, I'm home, finally.

~

prelude to a streetmarch

an avenue constipated
a street blooming with
hammers pounding thunder
for a memory served on
paper plates

quickie click links

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Leonor

Do you remember? You knew
your cousin. You would desire
him. You were twelve. You washed
your hands. You knew. You wrote
the story in your heart. You looked
far - you could. Can you hear the
song? Can you sing? In your mind,
you are your wedding gown. Washing
your face, you read his letters one
last time.

~

Life is a Wait-to-be-Seated Cafe
lines for a teen-age niece

in acronyms
apocopes

the missing letters fall
far but still ask for

identification bold
transcript of curt

replies shortcuts
quickie click links

private gibberish
long long letter lag

~

The Room

In your room, few take no
care as to what will happen
later. The sheets with stains
change every day. There is
no space to become soft. They
close their eyes. Inside them,
a hundred flitting.

locked in dance with desire

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Jardin des Plantes

Rilke will not stir from the edge of a pond after
weeks on the shallow end. Without warning, he
turns toward two boys engaged in tug-o-war,
locked in dance with desire, eyes fixed on the
other's, and they dance and tug, tug and dance.

He lays on the ground and probes belly, breast.
He cannot help but cheer and applaud the children.

~

Ledger

A bibliophile might record events corresponding
to each word he had in mind that cut through what
he will never possess: crimson, family, embroider,
passerby, window, heedless of any possible connection.

matter of seeming.

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On the Sense of Touch

poke lift wipe smudge
feel grasp paint landscapes
that need to be seen. It's a
matter of seeming.

~

Pigeons in Last Light

It's a wonder such grace becomes
palpable, certain, a reprieve settling
among looming horizon's figures. Defy
gravity, in turn become form, soaring,
racing home.

the distance

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The Curved Space-Time Continuum
in the Interstellar Street of Morayta

I. Girl Gravity, drawing love

A story where you are
the antagonist. A sad ending.

II. You

My love fuels the clock
the distance
the space-time
continuum.

Everything else is a cloud
of gas: the stars, the sky.

prayer sweet now mean.

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Communion

the errant tongue will answer
the hard mouth would spit my
prayer sweet now mean.

~

Lake

In the air, all the dead.
Into the water, the clouds.

Now the vigilant, the new
Scream on the face of the earth.

~

Pilgrims

To keep the face unreflected, cloud
the glass with breath. Still dead hands
clasped. They have come with prayers
so perfect so moral so incorrupt.

greys in shadows

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5:36 am

the big sky was
bright purple the
trees black and
grey in shadows
all wearing thin

~

Thoughts: 020805

I think I love
you must endure

an apple a day revealed

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Cars and Dogs

out front on the driveway. If they work
once a week, pet them. Call after them.
Mix up their names. Roll up, roll over,
that's my boy - stall, play dead.

~

Half-brother's Portrait

an apple a day revealed
my half-brother now fully
father and me in the dark

A glass of water. A fable. A finger.

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History

1

Father and son. A few stray birds.

2

The laundry. The sink. The bills. The
biggest mishap. The inquiry. A party
where you try to be gracious to everybody.
The guests. The question. The door.
The answer.

3

A well-guarded secret. A voice.
A glass of water. A fable. A finger.
A glass of water. A door locked.

4

The village. The old man. The
crusty pavement. The village.
The spinster. The truth. The
morning. The door. The boredom.

I witnessed.

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Afterstorm

We forgot we have no choice.
We will find we will wait. We
will easily forgive. I witnessed.
I would make sure I have. I have.

~

Grandmother's Coffin Exiting

leaves fall upon steps
irreplaceable things
boldly marked by frozen dinner

hesitation done

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Of Mangoes and Mortals

I am jerking off without hesitation.
The seed I pass in one motion when done.

unyealding into mouths,

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Black Ants

As I write the absence
unyielding into mouths,
ant colonies thrive, watchful
of pity. This is simply how things
are. Elsewhere, life persists.

~

Hume's Women

Held to the morning light, you looked
younger. You are only tired of the abstract:
desire, love. Certainty: see how good it feels.