Thursday, October 26, 2006


Which of the ten in holy writ
has most ‘small print’?

…Remember the Sabbath day…

Rest, it enjoins, for ox and camel,
goatherd and garment maker.
Each to their ease, basking in shalom.

To break Sabbath
it seems, is to oppress,
to steal hope and health
of a woman in the next tent
who stitches a new shirt for Moses.

Who makes my new shirt?
She seams in China, Honduras, Bangladesh.
Ask me tomorrow if I give her rest.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Further encouragement.

Just had a response from another local lit journal, "Famous Reporter". They want to put the poem Commandment in the new issue (No.34) They asked that I read it at the launch on December 7th.
It should also appear shortly on their webite:
It seems to be worthwhile to scatter a bit of seed verse about.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Pulling the Rabbit

Napoleon, old cat
yellow in the tooth
dragged two bunnies
half his size
through the cat door.
Last night he put his latest booty
headless on reserve
in the pantry, presented
neatly on an old cloth sack.
A fastidious cat.
The night before,
dead but intact
upon the kitchen floor,
a first light birthday greeting.
Will he finesse a third?
A hat trick rabbit cat?
Or will we get a bird?

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Point of the Hand

After the heart attack, a man
opens an eye on the a train floor,
sees his own hand, as if never before,
delicate glyph line landscape.

From chicken wire and plastered rags,
my son sculpts a hand
extended toward heaven,
the pedestal a stump.
There it points still,
though by crumple of weathering years
it leans toward a point of its own.

Monday, October 02, 2006


Got word today that the Canadian Christian poetry site, Utmost, liked Cain's Altar.
They gave me second prize.

For Heaven's Sake

Two local boys arrested, hide
their faces on page one today.
Purveyors of ecstasy,
they’ve spread their gospel even under bail
and proximity of prison bars
pushing this year’s abbreviated heaven.

Matteo Ricci like other travelling carriers,
ignored threat of Ming dynasty dungeon,
not afraid to extol the ecstasies
of divine fellowship
back when heaven was a larger place.