The Indefinite Past
the light of day
the weight of the others
a road enscrolled its mountain with cars
a little white feather caught by its quill
one's own irregularities
the sadness of a windowscreen,
a wood-framed windowscreen
In the Lost Key of the Perfect Tense
The clouds vanished and I could see
What I saw was inside me
'Saw' is 'was' turned around
'Was' turned around
is 'Now' going to be
It no longer works.
There's nothing now
A prayer can seed.
All Experience A Door
that leads back to the Self.
I've kept trying to get one
by means of buying a house.
No house yet.
With the usual self as the lower portion of the fire stick
and the syllable OM as the upper part of it
by the practice of generating the flame of knowledge
the wise burns all her bondage.
Woman With A Pen
the white page. the gilded age.
the sons of money. the guns of war.
take precedence. take reticence.
leave alone not-knowing, for fear.
sentence: cored order.
dress whites, wives, bludgeon.
blooded blooms, corporal portal.
littoral. vaguely heard.
clitoral. vagus-nerved, mortal.
The Three in One but One (O NO)
The gleam of what is finished
The impress of fear on the soft language of presence
The shadow's distinction the exacting edges
The deity of symmetry preserve us from
The metal face the same metal screw
For eye and mouth
Forgive us forever undone