If you search for “poems about broken arms”you’ll find the words of amateurs,mainly,But who is a pro at this?Are the missing plums from the iceboxA metaphor for the ligamentPulling my bone until it snapped?Snapped,Forgive me.Forgive me? They were soSoSo I’m going to ask you a lot of intrusive questionsAnd I’m so sorryI just don’t wantContinue reading “fractures (with apologies to william carlos williams)”
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“If you think I look bad, you should see the other guy.”
Such pains evade the eternally ephemeral—the ones only landing lightly,A brush against a cheek so gentle you’d almost think you’d dreamed it.So soft.So fleeting. We landed too hard this time,The both of us.Left an imprint on your faceScraped your noseSliced your chin, just there. Just so. And me, as much the worse for wearBruised downContinue reading ““If you think I look bad, you should see the other guy.””
On all the little altars
Where the saints are grāmadevatās,and Jesus, a bodhisattva,I bathe youin my tearseach night.Each dayI scrapemy calloused fingersas I string,string,stringjasmine,marigold,oleander,to adorn your memory. kfw 2022
hinges
She tells me10 minutes a daymight help — of mindfulnessof meditation — I rememberbefore leaving bed this morningknowing that if not nowI may not have a chance,The house is neverthis quiet I set the timeron the appand try to sitthe wayTeshinshowed usin the zendowhen I chaperonedthe kidson theirneighboring faithstrip,though I know I’ve got the armsallContinue reading “hinges”
Undusted Corners 