Sunday, May 20, 2012

The Drawer

She kept a drawer specifically
for everything she learned:
new garments, adorned with tags
(not in order to return them,
 but to remember
 where they came from
 how much they cost)
gently pressed and folded,
then stowed away until
an occasion merited their use.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012


Perhaps the leaves are really
domesticated birds,
content and still
(with only a rustle here and there),
until the wind reminds them
they were not meant
to be tied with twigs to a wooden post -
no better than a leash├Ęd hound -
so they flutter their wings implacably
until the daemon passes on.