Six Poems

Among Trees
after Umberto Saba

Art being a form of inaccuracy
the fountain stands
uncorrected, just west of
the orchestral hedge. Here too
we have added a lighthouse

but not for the navigation
of men – a water feature with
clamorous repertoire,
beneath which the old anxieties
gather like untuned guitars
with no one to play them.


The Mayor of Sault Contemplates the Mistral

With its curves and crumbling
extremities,

the road remains, as ever,
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