03.13.08
Just a Moment
Muse has been leaving messages
with my secretary.
I see them between meetings,
glaring up at me from the desk. Read the rest of this entry »
Invitation
Don’t stand there, come out.
Forget the moon, the silence,
Stop waiting, it’s here.
Where storms break too soon,
Joyous under red sunset.
Thunder enfolds us.
02.19.08
It’s Summer There
A
protects us from the noise, the view.
Co-workers stand in stead of families,
tin men line the station platform.
02.17.08
When to Stop
Monday morning light
drizzling unnoticed
over unmade bedclothes,
decisions hanging on the doorknob. Read the rest of this entry »
01.31.08
Don’t Kiss Me Kate!
Sexist in the extreme? Four Weddings and a Funeral? The Lake House? Well, that’s news to me. When did we decide that romantic equals sexist? I’m glad this was pointed out to me before I was subjected to 27 Dresses, Katherine Heigel’s latest vehicle for misogyny. Read the rest of this entry »
01.29.08
Art for Twelve Million
Tokyo’s streets are all but devoid of graffiti. Acres of smooth, flat concrete surround buildings and houses, yet remain completely untouched by spray paint or texta. You won’t find it scratched into toilet doors or etched into train carriages. You won’t even find much of anything on school desks or cafeteria benches, beyond the odd half-heartedly scrawled slur. Read the rest of this entry »
Today’s the Day
Tokyo is a city in need of a good twelve hours sleep. A deep sleep on a night free from alcohol, after a day without tobacco or canned coffee. Squished into the train carriage, held up by the pressure of bodies against me, I imagine this well-rested Tokyo in his weekend clothes, eyes bright, smiling broadly. Then the train jolts to a stop, and six more salary-men squeeze on, deepening the smell of cigarette-marinated suits. Read the rest of this entry »
Never a Bride
Saturday afternoon and I’m almost married. Champagne, flower girls, pretty photographs in the rose garden. Then a voice cuts through the pleasantries – sickening, familiar – and it all begins to unravel. Read the rest of this entry »
Sappho updated
Another try at the Sappho in modern times idea…
09.16.07
Sappho 2007
Bedroom in a side street,
she’s half asleep,
light trickling through masses
of purple jacarandas. Read the rest of this entry »
