31.0: EPIC
Settlement
at the moonlight splayed, shot on the dirt floor, silver and soft.
Penelope’s Poet
Listen, o poet, to this marvel of the night.
Jesus’s Ass (by way of Nietzsche)
When he enters the town–
The Centrifuge
The valley of his youth is going slowly bald
Medea of Melbourne
he was a beautiful thief in the night
The Ghost of a Marriage
Joined to his guilt by bonds of matrimony
Father’s Day
Whose guts garland the dogs of Troy / Not Patroclus'
US Sailors on Furlough
but we must feel there is something amiss
from ‘The Yellow Emperor Poems’
The arrival of the monsoon―
Writing on the Wall
My head spins – the audacity of coming so close to the Gods!
The Man Who Cried Wolf
There once was a man who lived in a house
What For? (Epic Triad Version)
money put aside for money will money into money
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