#12: Dream Offers Recipe for Youth
On the morning of my mother’s 75th birthday, my dreams offer advice on aging I’m gripping a pulley handle, rolling along a guy-wire Strung high above the ground. I’m practicing Flips and fancy moves, suspended …
#9: Dream Studies
with thanks to EG … A Facebook status report becomes a poem … Pelicans overhead, Dolphins dive among the waves, Monarch butterflies fan open opalescent wings. The dream is real For as long as it …
#6: A Fly on the Ground
A Found Poem And A Poem About Finding (with a wink and a nod to my sister who knows the art of finding) “At the age of forty-eight On the verge of divorce, Rita left …
#5: The Spider
Maybe they were dreams you forgot Slipped from memory Fell between the dowels Of your bedstead Landed like little black eggs In the corner where you Admired the tidy pile Then the steady hatch Multiples …
#2: Pastry and Conversation with Cindy on a Night When the Veils are Thin
She looks good Spiky hair, frosted, The way it was between bouts Of chemo. I call out to her And we take seats in some cafe Where we eat pastries and get caught up. “How …