The Cedars of Lebanon
March 26, 2018Across a shattered street, a Muslim groom lifts the train of his Christian bride as he steps over broken glass, old tires, and miles of rubblestone. Her face, a dark rose, is the only […]
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Aladdin’s Lamp, March 4, 2003: on the eve of first strike in Iraq
March 23, 2018Out of a dream a fragrance overwhelms me: not saffron, not lavender but something in between:
U.S. Navy Photo: “Dawn Landing on Wake Island”
March 23, 2018I knew it was dawn With the sun blurring whitely Through the gray clouds, But I’m glad someone wrote that. The light and the words make a bridge Across the water to the sand.
November 2001
March 23, 2018You notice the smells first, more spring, or even summer, than late fall, the stale-clean scent of wet sunlit streets after last night’s heavy rain, the musk of soaked dead leaves, humid decay in […]
Yahrzeit
March 23, 2018This morning I light red candles and set them on the sill, daring the breeze through an open window to tease the flames.
November 2001
March 23, 2018You notice the smells first, more spring, or even summer, than late fall, the stale-clean scent of wet sunlit streets after last night’s heavy rain, the musk of soaked dead leaves,
Tiananmen Square, Beijing, 1999
March 23, 2018Soft summer wind lifts girls’ sheer dresses into wings, Pinks, reds, and golds winking and rippling through the air Like babies cooing far away. They pose round-faced and porcelain
The Riverbank, Late Winter: Living North
March 23, 2018A lined calendar of empty trees turns the cold consolable. Even light this dim is an invitation.
Reading into Dusk
March 23, 2018On the wood porch I awake to no sound, but a sense of some change: light falls across an arm and I pull back into darkness.
Eighteen Thousand Sundowns
March 23, 2018Near a rock slope of hill pasture, grass grows up through a few old bones. Again, what’s moved past recall is not past pain. White as the noon-day