Wild Women in Old Movies

Wild Women in Old Movies

I always wanted to be like the wild women in old movieswho have whole storm systems of electric hair,who are earthy and hotten things upand whose great talent is in letting themselvesgo, go, go. Oh, let it be me,Barbara Stanwyck in Double Indemnitywith her killer...
Stirring

Stirring

“Always stirfrom left to right,”my mother saidmoving the wooden spoonthrough the chocolate pudding. After allGrandma stirredfrom left to right. Something to dowith gravitational pullmaybe the moonand the tides.Who knowswhat unseen forceshave caused...
Liturgy of the Swallow

Liturgy of the Swallow

While Cardinal Swanson flareshis satin sleeves on high to let flythe word of God, the little bird,swift and sweet as a stolen kiss,having lost its way in, seekinga way out, tries flyingsome dazzling demonstrations of flightabove the heads of a gaping...
Interior Landscape

Interior Landscape

In the window, hung on fishing line, three prismed crystal globescatch and refract whatever rays dive down between apartment blocks:kaleidoscoping stars of rose, blue, saffron light dance crazilyacross the walls, the quilts, the shelves of novels bookendedby cast-iron...
The We of Two Horses

The We of Two Horses

Even one and one’s loneliness,the we of our cats or the we oftwo horses in the autumn field,side to side, head to rump,their muscular together. It’s betterwith a we, my mother said to mewhen I first met you, and I saidagain to you last Saturday morningas...