Déjà vu

slides into home plate

like a clumsy shy kid,   long after

the field has cleared.

A twinge

and the sun creeps out from behind a cloud

a doorway flasher, the half smile

smoother than Man Ray photographs, the mouth

full of don’t know.  Just enough

for the hungry snake of a heart

that gulps moments whole.

from I, Nadja, and Other Poems (Brick 2006)

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The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters (El sueño de la razón produce monstruos)

The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters (El sueño de la razón produce monstruos)

Here’s a haiku-brief poem from When Your Body Takes to Trembling (Cranberry Tree 1996) that was inspired by Fransisco Goya’s etching.

Sleep and Monsters

ticking clock
high heels tapping on concrete
underground parking—