because of skating on the canal,
because the canal is surrounded
by parks
because snow is better than rain
because rain thaws much of my town
in the spring
because spring is followed
by summer, and summer brings
bicycling by the canal
because by and by, it becomes
less boring.
Published in The Delicate Art of Paper Passing, March 2006.
four wooden pegs, a length of string
and freshly poured concrete
a rectangular prison removed from
the world, but still in its embrace.
poetry emerges as the iambic
pounding of construction crews
slipping across a desolate landscape,
surveying the wreckage of the
suburban dream. from concrete boxes
to apartment blocks, a cold metallic
sheen. cars as corpuscles, creeping
through the smog and tangled arteries.
Published in The Delicate Art of Paper Passing, March 2006.