The occasional groan of the wooden house
And steady soft breathing are all I hear
This dark night. My tired eyes
See nothing in the thick blackness of the room
But the glow from the alarm clock
And the pale yellow light that crawls
Beneath the drapes.
~
And the ache that set root
In the pit of my stomach
Slowly grows again, [...]
The elevator doors closed
the little cube of a room
I’d raced into after seeing
them open on their own.
And once inside, the yellow ceiling light
and the polished warm-hued trim reflected
the small orange button I pushed
for floor 10.
Only when the miniature fires inside
buttons 3 and 4
lit themselves
did I realize I had boarded the
Sabbath elevator
and thought that seven extra stops
made for a [...]
Beside the wilted head of lettuce
in the refrigerator’s neglected bottom drawer
are two soggy tomatoes, now with soft gray fur.
And in the corner of the bedroom,
the treadmill, 8000 model, stands forlorn–
being better suited to holding today’s casually tossed
shirt and pants
than to counting endless miles I did not run
in the park
or beside the river. No, all it has to [...]
On this September evening
I dip my pen into the black
molasses of an inkwell,
straighten the corners of my curling yellow parchment,
and slide my flickering candle of memory
an inch closer on the rough-hewn wooden table.
A drop of hot wax pleads with my thumb
for attention
while my thoughts drift with the cool breeze
that wanders through the open window,
becoming lost in the swirl [...]
On the blog English Fail, I saw a funny post. The blog features pictures of grammatical mistakes seen by various grammarians who submit photos. (And for those of you who are worried about me, I do not spend most of my free time looking at grammar blogs. I do not have a problem.)
This picture had [...]
Well, I’m here. London. My third vacation of the year is off to a grand start! I had a blessedly uneventful trip here. Planning to get to JFK airport 2 hours before my evening flight, and giving myself two hours for the ~25 mile commute meant I didn’t feel pressed for time.
I have to say [...]
A Little Tooth by Thomas Lux is a very short one I noticed today on the subway after a post-call breakfast with Justin and his brother Nick.
The only thing I didn’t like about it is that the meter is a bit uneven…usually there are four iambs per line, but sometimes more, and other times the [...]
I used to think it strange when I noticed the Poetry Moment (my name, not theirs) placards posted above the seats in the subway. An ad for the Bronx Zoo, sure…a call for action in Darfur, why not? But I wonder how many of the 7.7 million people that daily ride the Metropolitan Transit Authority’s [...]
Again, I awoke before my alarm feeling a little nervous. After a little tossing and turning, I eventually decided to go ahead and shower. The night before I’d thought ahead and packed an overnight bag. It contained:
A fresh tee-shirt and boxers
Clean socks
Toiletries (though I left the razor and shave cream at home…if there’s anytime a [...]
