July 3, 2020
“The Denby Sonnets”
Common sense to help out to think
of the work they do, the momentary
and mortal expression of beauty.
In spirit classic artists of the past
are present at a serious performance
and watch it with attention, affirming
the inner force c...
May 22, 2020
Some sort of goddess of some sort
of season between summer and autumn.
Some bright heat through a dancing curtain
onto our bed. An especially warm day in October.
Not a muse—greater. A steady flow
of song echoing from the wood-floored corr...
May 8, 2020
James Kelly Quigley
My Father Took Me Hunting
because we had given up other ways to make music.
The white hummingbird of buckshot
is not melodic, but neither is silence.
What I recall I recall scarcely. Like a sostenuto
hanging so faint it may not be there at all,
April 24, 2020
in a 1940 photo my mother sports
a beret & snug pea-coat
her face unlined
she’s about to ligh...
April 14, 2020
"Nobody's Girl" by Sheila Black (Puerto del Sol 2005)
April 10, 2020
I don’t think about
it much anymore,
but when I do,
life is a souvenir
won at a carnival
that ends up in
a desk drawer,
like long nights
of drinking and
worse mornings of
regret and sickness,
it’s like waking up
in the middle of
the night with
March 27, 2020
Trauma is weighted as follows:
Formal Essays (55-65%)
Write “Children of Immigrants” – 10% (doubled if undocumented)
Write “first generation” – 15%
March 19, 2020
Madronna Holden & David Wolfersberger
It is true there is only
so much water you can
drink—but you can
drink fantasy liquid
There is more than one way
to drink in a chimera
with her red-desert hair
thrown to the wind,
her body piled
onto mesas of sand.
Your body is no...
February 28, 2020
Essay: On Delacroix’s The Shipwreck of Don Juan
Delacroix, now that’s one bleak take on things. My dark perspective
Has been criticized again and again; or, never mind me
Think of a writer like Charles D’Ambrosio in ...