Excerpt from the poem “The Forgotten One”:

…the forgotten one peers into a mirror from downtown
cultivates a knowledge of his own heart…


Excerpt from the poem Glaringly Obvious:

Our greenest flower,
carnal delight,
is no namby-pamby routine
but is sheer din dressed in repose.

Excerpt from the poem Born Again:

Your voice drops
when I tell you
we move within
a movement of the stars
and a sleeping moon.

Excerpt from the poem Tasting Figs:

We can taste hillside blue figs,
watch skylarks, and discover
oak that blends
with the bones of saints
from the Arabian woods to Oslo.