Category Archives: Poetry

Christ, the Superstar spread out on his Cross

                  Afer the Holy Sonnets   A blond girl looks at me from her pew. Her lips are pink and full.  Her mother sits next to her: a wizened, bronze creature. Her daughter kicks her legs in tempo to the sermon.  She snaps her purse open and shut.  She taps the floor with her […]

After “Harriet and Lizzie”

After “Harriet and Lizzie” for Robert Lowell Admit that you looked into my heart before You were born, Harriet, and I’ll admit That Mother never wanted me out of her clasp. The tears I never shed hounded And drowned her like her liquor. My old flame, who would guess I could write a poem for […]