Tag Archives: Poetry

The Audit

They will show up at your door, and you will be expecting them. They will, of course, be on time. They will be wearing suits, black and flat, made of fine Italian silk. Their shirts are always white or cream, … Continue reading

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On writing

Here’s a struggler for the muse, looking for the rush of insight, the thrust and turn of thought, meme blades seeking out the real, the true, the blood to spill onto a page. Here’s a wonderer, sitting at a keyboard, … Continue reading

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On the stillbirth of my nephew

The broken child upon the bed, The stains from where his mother bled, The crown of tears wreathed round his head, The ache and fear of faith misled; On bended knee with arms outspread With wordless cries my heart has … Continue reading

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