Best Cordoned Poems

My neck crooked backward,
I stand between the stacks
feeling the weight of centuries, 
the distilled wisdom of minds
who graced the earth with golden words,
words that pace...

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She ventured far beyond Earth's realm
past cordoned confines of heart and soul
Tumbled,  as did Alice, down the rabbit hole
Drifted, like an Autumn leaf blown...

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We decided to turn Paradise into real estate.
Trouble was, we weren’t too sure where to find it,
Though experts had located it somewhere
Slightly west or east...

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The title of this talk today,
"Win-Win Politics of New Feminist Economics"
suggests questions,
more than emasculating 
definitively deductive
reductive
answers.

Would you imagine
a minority-identified Buddhist,
more likely as a feminist
or culturally...

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tiny black shriekers
swarmed the evening sky above
cordoned the estate...

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After Bill got Brick’s emergency call about the new find under the Bywater bridge, he downed 
his coffee, shoved his files in a drawer, donned...

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Fireworks bulging from pocket decay --
Mostly the boys; but, a few girls held rockets.
Back-in-the-day, when it was still okay
To stick metallic cutlery in electric sockets.

The...

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Onwards men 
Let us succumb 

Like a lion with its pride  
We shall certainly play our prey 

Off we March
Into the fray 

Hold your rifles...

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Penelope Alecknavage nee perskin whose death aye assay
to comprehend, this son of the late Harriet Harris - 
   November thirteenth 2016 marked her...

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Couples desperate to gloss their matte lives
Hug each other in the hallway
For a picture baiting likes and comments
Before retiring to separate bedrooms for the night

Kids...

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"Write your dreams," said Carolyn Kizer,
(She, the wiser of our workshop fools.)
New rules for us, so I rise from bed, 
still cordoned in sleep to...

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His hair is alive,  
serpents writhing, a man Medusa of the tropics, 
as if he wore the demons 
of colonialism and injustice on his...

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I seem to fall in love constantly; 
Seem to find it everywhere I go, 
Half buried in the sand, like pieces of fallen moon 
Waiting...

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Parkland, Fla.
February 14, 2018 

One more senseless mass homicide 
   twas the sole arbitrary aim
as a former student nonchalantly 
   sauntered...

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Children play on the stumps of the fallen giants, mocked in death by the glitter of disco lights and the raucous cheers of drunks.

Asphalt long...

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