Norma Cole

 

A History of Violence

 

Thus the sun goes down

Then the lights go off

The sky is white, they

Are tired, they need water

 

Horizontal (bosses)

Vertical (miners)

All silent

In the living rock

 

 

 

 

Missing Person

 

Microsilica for strength

moonrise

          -scape

 

a man with a black and white umbrella in one hand, a full-length

translucent skeleton in the other. across the street the second floor

is empty, no window shades. a second tier word like compost, not

abstract

 

press on the pedal

the hard lead

out of control

the further we go

 

 

 

 

Sun Goes Down

 

Trees covered with pink

and white flowers—then

wars will cease and centuries—or

centurions—grow old

 

on its luminous surface a

darker figure appears

to be running

 

 

 

 

New Horizons

 

"if all goes well"

where is mission?

stardust home page

 

aerogel tiles from stardust

collector grid

 

even the smallest telescope

reveals a golden glow

coming from her neck