[Like some royal ribbon]

Like some royal ribbon braided into the tress down her back, down the rolling valley & spine of america - Misi-ziibi great river of the Ojibwe. Ô take me back to Bird Creek where I was taught to speak the tongues of my Shawnee Cherokee people and the Shoshone - the Snakes - who have …

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Sweet Boy

Not even his mother would listen You could see she was sore afraid the wrong people might hear, she said and surely they’d be betrayed (fed to a lion, simply for tryin’) Could it be any worse, he said than the life we have here now? They own the land; they own the seed. What …

Les Gueules Cassées

Fifteen thousand shattered faces result of trench warfare that protected bodies but left jaws and skulls vulnerable. Oh, the 1915 helmets kept many alive but post-Versailles peace found them so misshappen – these survivors of Passchendaele, Verdun, Ypres – that children ran away at the sight of their “broken mugs” and before that? oh, read …

Further Auguries

I have seen the light Been baptized by the rains Tasted coffee and tea And all the toasted grains Smelt the dog rose And the freesia Felt floods of memory Great as cataracts Down the hills And the fear of amnesia Plus ten thousand Other ills Heard the drunkard's laugh The gossip's chaff And I …

…and I saw

It began as a swell of breeze nothing alarming but it grew slowly at first to a strong wind until it suddenly reached a hurricane force uprooted houses and trees - everything and then I saw uncountable snakes of unnamable intoxicating colours in their dance of reproduction coiling, symetrical, electrifying, terrible - wild as two-headed …