Rhyme

Air an instrument of the tongue, The tongue an instrument Of the body, the body An instrument of spirit, The spirit a being of the air. A bird the medium of its song. A song a world, a containment Like a hotel room, ready For us guests who inherit Our compartment of...

The Want Bone

The tongue of the waves tolled in the earth’s bell. Blue rippled and soaked in the fire of blue. The dried mouthbones of a shark in the hot swale Gaped on nothing but sand on either side. The bone tasted of nothing and smelled of nothing, A scalded toothless...

Samurai Song

When I had no roof I made Audacity my roof. When I had No supper my eyes dined. When I had no eyes I listened. When I had no ears I thought. When I had no thought I waited. When I had no father I made Care my father. When I had No mother I embraced order. When I had...