Monday, December 26, 2011


Bundled Christmas trees
outside Flatbush grocery
yellow cabs flash past
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Tuesday, December 20, 2011


    Like a blind man’s sight
    rain patters across rooftops
    tracing an outline
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Thursday, December 15, 2011



Rain thrashes briefly 
then quiets to a whisper 
like memory’s pulse
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Tuesday, December 13, 2011


Rain hits suddenly
as if to a stricken land
someone smiles in sleep
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Thursday, December 8, 2011



The Braille of raindrops
falls on all our blind faces
nothing to read here
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Saturday, December 3, 2011


A flesh-pink half moon
last mist left after the storm
both dissolve away
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