Poetry

After Great Pain a Formal Feeling Comes

May 27th, 2017 Posted In: Art Tags: , , ,

After great pain a formal feeling comes– The nerves sit ceremonious like tombs; The stiff Heart questions–was it He that bore? And yesterday–or centuries before? The feet, mechanical, go round A wooden way Of ground, or air, or ought, Regardless grown, A quartz contentment, like a stone. This is the hour of lead Remembered if […]

The Skylight

May 27th, 2017 Posted In: Art Tags: , , , ,

You were the one for skylights, I opposed Cutting into the seasoned tongue-and-groove Of pitch pine. I liked it low and closed, Its claustrophobic, nest-up-in-the-roof Effect. I liked the snuff-dry feeling, The perfect, trunk-lid fit of the old ceiling. Under there, it was all hutch and hatch. The blue slates kept the heat like midnight […]

Barbara

February 15th, 2017 Posted In: Art Tags: , , , , ,

Barbara Rappelle-toi Barbara Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là Et tu marchais souriante Épanouie ravie ruisselante Sous la pluie Rappelle-toi Barbara Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest Et je t’ai croisée rue de Siam Tu souriais Et moi je souriais de même Rappelle-toi Barbara Toi que je ne connaissais pas Toi qui ne […]

He must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil

William Shakespeare

It takes more courage to examine the dark corners of your own soul than it does for a soldier to fight on a battlefield.

William Butler Yeats