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1. An advent: ancient archangels architect abstract astronomy and 
arid asteroids.  

2. All asteroids appeared amorphous and absent; And all asleep across 
aquatic anarchy. And astral angels advanced across area.

Sonnet—For Solstice

Look: 
            My wife’s distended belly reaches 
Into the room as if it wishes 
To announce a separate humanity 
In curves both out from and into her body. 

Agency of all that matters

            Images, of now, in time, examined by five senses
change when science lifts the edges of perception
and we see what used to be legend laid bare 
by numbers and their manipulation. 

AMEN

“Dear Heavenly Father,” I began, “please help me do well on this test.” I was on my way to the Garfield Community Center in the Central District to take a skills test for a City…

La’ie Mud Rhymes

I write for my friend Michael, 
who alone on our island 
had grace I could dive into. 
Boyhood buddy of beach-night bonfires, 

Forgotten Birds

The black-cassocked crow 
broods in the eucalyptus 
where blood-red umbellates 
breathe out the odor of camphor. 
As the graves grow green 
and spring missiles its 
multitudinous wings,  

Domestiku

the blade that scrapes one face 
tomorrow scrapes another’s legs 
smooth for each other 

The Goodness of Created Things

Amber, formerly pine sap where ant wings settled, feathers, the occasional 
tiny frog. A drop of the Jurassic Age I wear around my neck.  

A Chop Wizard with its plastic cup, blades, hand crank tearing into the 
onion like a cheetah, membrane and flesh.

If Joseph Smith Had Been Born in California

The angel met him once every four years  
in what is now the Ina Coolbrith Park. 
The first time digging them up took longer 
than the angel had anticipated.