CAConrad ant ant ant ant ant #3
March 24, 2019 § Leave a comment
“there’s a small bird
I want to save” Frank says
“but it’s the size
of my heart
and I know
futility when
I see it”
1996
PAUL M. ant ant ant ant ant seven
March 16, 2016 § 2 Comments
A FAVORABLE EXCHANGE RATE
fast river
white seeds
cross without me
chance of showers
a frayed rope
linking the mules
redwood stumps
some color
left in the sky
winter pruning
she changes
away from the window
snow outside
everyone else rises
to receive the host
hard winter ground
we argue about
the constellations
this year’s paintbrush
a path between
granite moraines
meeting the neighbors
the shapes of things
hidden by snow
warring countries
separated
in the botanical garden
spring buds
the creek over boulders
of every size
snow-capped peaks
loom across the border
a favorable exchange rate
seventh full moon
men at the bar
watching the door
string from
a pigeon’s foot
March wind
talk of rain
I find myself
in the old neighborhood
first sunburn
an ant
on the lily arrangement
returning warmth
the first bird
into the house
war in the news
new leaves on a tree
my grandfather planted
summer dusk
the awkwardness
of a first guest
manzanita lanterns
a whole day
for idleness
distant thunder
the pigeon coop
ajar
flowering maple
the gait of horses
after a long winter
rustling grass
bundle of letters
from an old lover
earthquake weather
the pliant body
of a sea cucumber
heat wave
I count
the remaining eggs
red maple leaves
a mosquito bite
scratched open
winter nears
a beach full of shells
no two the same
crescent moon
a homeless man
asks about Bob
chill in the air
fire-blackened needles
still on the pine
winter night
a hard crumb
under the sheet
even after a snowfall
a gap in the wall
from a missing stone
ROBERT CREELEY ant ant ant ant ant one
June 13, 2014 § Leave a comment
FOR
Forget it,
man. It’s
over.
WHO KNOWS
Reading requests
for work’s
like working?
WHO
Underneath
there’s
more.
BILL DIMICHELE ant ant ant ant ant four
June 12, 2014 § Leave a comment
climb down the ladder
many times more ladylike
terminus of light
one little nail-hole
is treasured as the gateway
its mystery breath
fallen from the trees
and into her red mitten
the visiting moon
returns the moonlight
half-lion and half-pharaoh
mingles with the guests
heart beating so fast
and under my fingernails
acorns and oak trees
sarcophagus lid
sinks low above the treetops
wash it down with beer
GARY HOTHAM ant ant ant ant ant 1994-1999
June 9, 2014 § Leave a comment
on the bus tour
the darkness of the tunnel
on everyone’s face
in the desk drawer
papers that were hers
every day
the trees bend
a wind we can’t get
by
tall grass
in the tall grass
a while to listen
down the hall voices
the soft click
as the door shuts us in
around our feet
water on its way
to more water
the rain not holding on
to anything my father turns
66
home late
the darkness the stars
are in
on the rocks around us
water splashed
out of the ocean
snow flakes
no one will miss
melt in her hand
a few feet
from our feet
the ocean bottom starts
only the sound
of their car
comes back
JOHN M. BENNETT ant ant ant ant ant four
June 8, 2014 § Leave a comment
sigh lens hair
(retentions)
hand around you faceless
daughter blue pond and
heaving
other clouds
“my name”
MICHAEL DYLAN WELCH ant ant ant ant ant 1995-1999
June 4, 2014 § 1 Comment
autumn rain
a leaf eddies
in the stream
bouncing on the grass
the whiteness
of hailstones
high tide
beach willow leaves
mingle with kelp
on the drive
there and back
a pine needle in the wiper
french graffiti I drop a coin in the phone booth
overdue my dead neighbor’s library book
SHAWN LINDSAY ant ant ant ant ant 1995-1999
June 1, 2014 § Leave a comment
bit by bit the apple peel around my finger
nicked her shin sweeping up the spring water a new moon
a rolled-up fence in the hayfield you can taste the lightening
exactly how my boot treads sound crimpling snow
on the corner with walnuts in her teeth it’s raining
the spruce
matted thick with ice
my tiny fingers
still the first raindrops straight down my spine
dripping wet mulberry leaves a crow anxiously
a white flower
held in the cinder block
flooded eaves
an inkling
of the bee’s vision
purple clover
autumn insects-
her perfume suffuses
the pillow
train tracks
one leaf spinning
on the beech
placing a palm on the kitchen window the thunder’s warm
invited to feel
the stubble on her legs-
autumn rain
road salt
tumbling in the vacuum of
an ambulance
MINOA ALLOY ant ant ant ant ant one
May 29, 2014 § Leave a comment
from NARTHEX
° ° °
flaw
the territory thus named
° ° °
coil
rose
that is filament
naming
° ° °
damage the waves
° ° °
arc arch archae
come the silence
° ° °
broken glass. a
knife in the sand
° ° °
the word
“abeyance”
° ° °
rose + cross
absinthe
coil of wire
memory
° ° °
omen. perfume
ous. stain
ohm pulse
° ° °
lost wax cast a
mask extant
deep the wound
imago
° ° °
seam
that made visible by
drowning
° ° °
your broken
hymn
° ° °
fey minute
hand the hours
strata yes there are
ruins
° ° °
M. KETTNER ant ant ant ant ant 1996-1999
April 22, 2014 § 1 Comment
#190
city limits bulrushes
#368
the cold
meat hook with your name
chess partner invisible
#478
cattle sleeping
moonlight on their backs
#524
year of the pancreas
sandwich for dessert
theatre seats upside down
#543
thief
hand on backwards
tunnel growing smaller
#654
breeze drying mooring lines fall slack
#677
stray dog window reflecting blue sky
#701
depressed echo in a stairwell
#745
a cold scream
narrowly occult
ridge draped in dusk
#752
down to roaches
piano on a railroad track
#767
boldly staccato
fissures singing along
maps set aside
#771
perineum
hallway between
bedroom & bathroom
#823
crevice dweller
meat truck parked by the curb
restroom no hand towels