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Journeys
All around me is horizon now, / This bleak landscape made desolate with an awareness of itself / Where pools of dark water have gathered in…
Icarus
His naked arms flap feebly in the void / And Icarus discovers that, aloft, / He bears no more resemblance to a bird / Than, to a worm, he b…
Narcissus in the Copse
I owe death a life that I will not pay, / Though every moment brings me closer to my grave. / This is borrowed time, this drawn out day-to-…
Jerusalem
Time, like a grinning gunman, / Relentlessly pursues this city / Fierce as knives, with its jagged history / Lonely even in its shock of pe…
Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard / To fetch her poor doggie a bone / And consider the way that all things must decay. / She wept: sh…
Imaginary Palestinian Child
Penned by the hand of God are the parameters / This is the land of God and I / Am prepared to settle for far, far less. / I moved like the …
And What Is…
Truth, / Although it did one time, / No longer lies in that direction: / Custom has smoothed flat the sharp / And wayward spike of revelati…
Projection
… Is as unreal, as vague and empty as my empty stare.
Afterwards
And I will never look again / At dandelions in the sun / And hope that I may too sprout roots / In sunshine’s murmering summer. / And…
Meditations
I think, I said, that the shape of all my thoughts / Must be somehow inseparable from the contours of my brain / I like to think myself res…
A Silent Altercation
Her hand, frozen in the semblance of a slap, / Remained an inch above the lacquered table / While my face, without the red print of her pal…
After the Game
Desultory, the ivory lies / In cluttered chaos on the board
Sleepless in Bet She’an
… between / The grinning moon, and the planted tomatoes, / Cocooned in salty darkness …
Urban Messiah
An exercise in rhyme and meter.
Time
Time is an infinite moment, divided / Like waves on an infinite sea.
A Poem for my Birthday
When curtains, thick and dark, will close…
“Politics is the cold ribcage of the world&…
Politics is the cold ribcage of the world / Look at me, it brags to the flesh, / I am hard as bone. / But hidden darkly in its grip / A sof…
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