KEEPING THE WINDOW CLOSED The last time I opened the window the moon got in, streaked through between the sill and sash and plunged into the mirror. It stuck there.…
Poetry
Three Poems: Paul Hostovsky
Nightmare You’re attending a reunion of all the people you’ve slept with in your life— it isn’t a large number, less than legion, more than minyan, a number divisible only…
Leader Dreams, a script
“…this solitudethrough which we go is I.” De La Mare, Napoleon The city is beautiful burning, I would stay to watch but the dogs are anxious, they know I am…
Du Fu: Chinese Mythscape
Chinese mythology was never conveniently collected. Hesiod, with a Greek’s passion for systematizing, and Ovid, with a Roman’s passion for history, synthesized their peoples’ visionary explorations into linear narratives. Few…
Poems of Berkeley and Jerusalem
On Hearing the Cafe Mediterraneum is About to Close But I live here.drinking ghost coffee, writing poemsand wondering why the morning papersnever get older?I mean, I have an address and…
Poetry
The Archaeologist There was weight in the way she spoke the word.Pot, she said. Pot.It had echo, presence – solidity —the syllable on her steady lip:Pot. Off-white symmetrical labyrinth bands…
Poetry: John Grey
GATHERER I walk across the endless dry oceansof this planet,gathering rocks in sacks,thinking how if this were earthand I were wandering over its sea bedsI would have drowned by this.…
The Sphinx
The Sphinx was first printed in 1894 in a limited edition, one year before Wilde’s trial. Wilde was then a celebrity, at the height of his arrogance and impudence, and…
Poetry of Julia Vinograd
(Julia Vinograd’s publisher, Zeitgeist Press, is well worth a visit.) Anonymous Anonymous is dead.I heard the terrible soft soundof his fingers unclenching a fold of blanket like a cliff he…
Ghosts of War
There are a number of paradoxical parallels between medieval warfare and the waging of World War One. The art of the miner and sapper, once the standby of those who…