In this trembling moment, with light armor under several flags rolling across northern Syria, with civilians beaten to death in the streets of occupied Palestine, with fires roaring across the […]

Song 352 When you need to warm yourself, When you are hungry to share a word, When you crave a bread crumb, Don’t go to the tall trees — You’ll […]

  Bees A man whose arms and shoulders and hands and face and ears are covered with bees says, I’ve never known such pain. Another man comes over with bees […]

                                          A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way […]

What something in me listens —after Ilya Kaminsky I try to hear the people breathing in parkades and the sound of talking over Molotov cocktails over making them and later […]

REMAIN SILENT (With thanks to Ilya Kaminsky’s Deaf Republic) Deafness passes through us like a police whistle Dogs understand everything and bark and bark Ilya Kaminsky from the poem Alfonso […]

For Ukraine, Listen You are alive, I whisper to myself, therefore something in you listens — Ilya Kaminsky from the poem Alfonso, In Snow from Deaf Republic You tell me […]

AN ERASURE AND FOUND POEM A seagull, all fluffed up, sits at the edge of the pier, chest against the wind. A sharp explosion  interrupts its contemplation, the gray water, […]

OscarDomesticated @OscDomesticated A note from #Mariupol : “Dima, Mom was killed on 9 March 2022. She died quickly. Then the house burnt down. Dima, I’m sorry I didn’t protect her. […]

Crow, Wheels When the city was destroyed, they started fighting over the cemetery. It was right before Easter and wooden crosses over the freshly dug graves put out their paper […]