bonfire

June 20, 2008

The intestines of the fire
are a scale model of the
Grand Canyon
Red Rock
We sit around and discuss art -
"are you a fauvist?"
"i'm an I-don't-know-vist"

How many debates
revolutionary whispers
circle the flames
like the ash flakes of the
burning cardboard
some float up and
away
some stay still and
burn
burn hot.

bricks

March 31 2008

      I wanted to push those bricks back together

                          cement their fissures

      repair the erosion of time

            use a steam roller to

seal them in  a moment

            somewhere before they'd

learned of pain and division.

editor

I am the new poetry editor for next year's edition of Sphere, the journal that just published my poem.

A meditation on a friend

April 4, 2008

You express wonder like a child.

      It invades you and sets up 

camp in your face.

                     Glowing outside

                                  from within.

Your eyes spread

          and your crystal blue irises

sparkle. Your pupils reflect 

the object of your adoration.

I want to be that object.

           I want to cause that 

magical reaction in someone.

           Make my image the one upside

down, frowning back at 

me. In those wonder pools

            Black-hole pupils bending 

the space time between 

body and soul. 

New Artists

So the chair of the English department here at OU has nominated me to represent the English department on the Arts for Ohio committee.

Tomorrow morning (at 8 a.m. sweet Jesus) is my first committee meeting.

Basically we review a bunch of proposals from people who want their art programs funded.

Some are really cool. 

So far I've learned about 3 awesome artists that may get to have their work exhibited here next year. The three that I found most interesting  are Laylah Ali, Michael Minelli, and Stephen Talasnik. All very different. Michael Minelli was actually commissioned by the Wexner center at OSU in 2006; he did a piece called "Shiny" for them. 

It could be really interesting to have input into what events come to the university. 

Butterfly photos

Photos I took in October at home. 

Quandaries

I was recently published in the Ohio University undergraduate literary journal Sphere.

This is the poem, in the magazine it appears  on page 81: 

Quandaries

What if God is the fizz in my ear every time

I take a sip of soda;

        The consequence of sugar and acid

      The curse of narrow Eustachian tubes.

 What if we got on a train and left.

       Toronto      India       Anywhere

What if you wore a grey suit 

and I danced a two-step.

      What if we talked?

What if we stopped pretending?

In Chicago       Hershey

                                    Any day now.