The woman with puppet hands No one ever talks of the last moments of those accused of witchery. Who knows how many went mad or Threw themselves into the river beforehand, As a...

      Jewels During a journey of five hours as the bus powered across, Nevada appeared as a stolen stone to be polished and recut. So I stretched the skin of its sky across a scored...

      Reeds Blade between fingers, she moves in with her lips and blows. She is far better than the other girls who can’t hold the grass right, whose mouths are wet. In jealousy they...

    * sugarcane field the temple's shadow touches the stems * day before harvest on my balcony a stray kite * dancing without a partner clouds before mist * burying my cat cloudless day on...

      The First Spark An allegory Long, long ago, at the dawn of the ages, long before man was civilized, when fire was still unknown to him, he lived in darkness. And if I came upon...

    * wet dawn a field rabbit hides in blanket flower * blood moon trains rumble the gloom * morning dew a toad lazes in garden shadow * magic moon the mercurial eyes of the owl  ...

      Fireball The baby fattens quickly as a lamb, puts four pounds on in a month. She’s a tiny fireball: her constant cries flare brightly night and day. I make her fennel tea and...