On Writing

Poem 157 – yesterday’s wrong & Part I of the Bruce Meyer Interview

Yesterday’s wrong the wind left in a hurrygot tangled in a field of sunflowerson the side of an Italian highwayinside a memory flickering in my mind yesterday’s cloak of Wrongis still clamped to my clavicleit’s too hot for this kind of holdingtoday will be the work of letting go if you see a shadow limpingit… Continue reading Poem 157 – yesterday’s wrong & Part I of the Bruce Meyer Interview