Poetry Archives Bio
March 26, 2016
12:00 PM
th long weekend

my leg is
    in
  consolable

           eye can see
     arthur erikson
       from where eye sit

i imagine
 my hat as
unploughed field

                 th granville
         bridge
         cloverleaf

           as pair
          f
           ovaries

 eye am drowning
(droning
    in neon


* * *

 for her birthday
I give my wife
    an unopened

    suitcase of thoughts
    the ability
 to tell

    the direction of
         wind
     on the fly

         a cask
           of
     amontillado

           a catalogue
      of birds
      that makes sense

 the aforementioned
the never mentioned
                           before