Poetry, Literature, and Writing – Page 18

Oxford, Saturday afternoon

May 21, 2006

Singing magpies clustering magpies and Alice down by the meadows I’m late… [2002]

i am so glad and very merely my fourth will cure the laziest self of weary the hugest sea of shore so far your nearness reaches a lucky fifth of you turns people into eachs and cowards into grow our can’ts were born to happen our mosts have died in more our twentieth will open … Continue reading i am so glad and very

[goose song]

February 28, 2006

The shape of your void determines your form. I had heard the geese sing all morning — and my first choice was to be with them. Their door was shut but there was another door, and the warm wind. My void is shaped like goose song.

[beginning day]

January 1, 20062 Comments

“Come out and play,” the day says. “I am new and it is the beginning of all things.” It was the beginning before, I say. And the day before that. “There is always a beginning underneath.” And beneath that? “Another.” How many beginnings are there underneath? I ask. “How low can you go?”