Saturday, April 6, 2013

State of the Universe

wilted tulips
bits of sandpaper
books scattered
bunches of last year's hydrangeas
(a clutch of corkscrew hazelnut branches on the loveseat
quince petals bruised and smashed on the carpet
poems scattered in the sunlight after a night of rain-like-the-end-of-the-world)
(one slice of leftover cake
pencils with no eraser
a brown silk dress from Alabama, c.1910
fractured sleep)


  1. I love this and am amazed and cheered at the economy of words and how rich each one, placed just right, is and how visual --

  2. You say so much in these few spare lines and startling imagery.