A CHANGE OF PLANS It’s tiring, this endless revision of our idea of a world which is being continually revised– as the painter good-naturedly lengthens the ash on his model’s cigarette–or, if nature is his model, subtracts a leaf from the birch undressing in the yard. It’s hard to remember what we’re practicing for withContinue reading “Sweet Ruin”
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Philomena’s Daughter
She is not benign. She has riven my nights with sighs— Clings, delicious, to the memory of young men leaping at the edge of day from high school windows into St. John’s cemetery: above the abattoir, the mills, the stink of smelter fumes rending Manayunk’s hills in 1929. Manayunk—Lenni Lenape Indian name “where we goContinue reading “Philomena’s Daughter”
The Raven's Toe 