Claire | January 19, 2012
The snow is deep on the ground. Always the light falls Softly down on the hair of my belovèd. This is a good world. The war has failed. God shall not forget us. Who made the snow waits where love is. Only a few go mad. The sky moves in its whiteness Like the withered [...]
Claire | December 13, 2011
Free solo: dearest, I am losing you, not now (one hopes!) but slowly, over time. Admit that there is nothing left to do but re-devote our efforts to the climb, remembering that the second side is less than a reprieve—more sheer and far from kind— before the gentle, sloping wilderness enwraps us and we let [...]
Claire | November 1, 2011
“I think about the mornings it saved me to look at the hearts penknifed on the windows of the bus, or at the initials scratched into the plastic partition, in front of which a cabbie went on about bread his father would make, so hard you broke teeth on it, or told one more story [...]
Claire | October 26, 2011
Maple leaves turn black in the courtyard. Light drives lower and one bluejay crams our cold memories out past the sun, each time your traces come past the shadows and visit under my looking-glass fingers that lift and block out the sun. Come—I’ll trace you one final autumn, and you can trace your last homecoming [...]
Claire | October 17, 2011
“We are in easy understanding. Scarcely talking, thoughts pass between us. It is memory. As I search to find this day’s sweet drifting. The fog out to sea, the wind.” -Joanne Kryger, “When I used to focus on the worries, everybody“
Claire | October 8, 2011
I touch you as a lonely violin touches the suburbs of the faraway place patiently the river asks for its share of the drizzle and, bit by bit, a tomorrow passing in poems approaches so I carry faraway’s land and it carries me on travel’s road On a mare made of your virtues, my soul [...]
Claire | September 19, 2011
We will call you “Agua” like the rivers and cool jugs. We will persuade the clouds to nestle around your neck so you may sleep late. We would be happy if you slept forever. We will tend the slopes we plant, singing the songs our grandfathers taught us before we inherited their fear. We will [...]
Claire | August 24, 2011
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are [...]
Claire | August 14, 2011
The current issue of Pedastal Magazine features an absolutely lovely extended poem by Benjamin Myers. Notes from a Time Traveler 1. My dear, I’ve landed back in Paris. The year is 1865, our own. I thought you were to meet me here. It rained all day. I watched the hats of merchants float like barges [...]
Claire | August 7, 2011
“. . . with all of the planets aligned on one side of the solar system, astrophysicists feared the gravitational pull would snap Earth’s axis and send the planet careening into outer space.” —Dr. Hans Craig, NASA When they claimed it’d be like Earth had never been— us catapulted across the blinking map of satellites, [...]
