RWJ Anthology: "Borrowed Poetry" (Online PDF) August 2019
Red Wolf Editions: Visitations (Online Author’s
Collection) March 2023
This is the egg of the Void, ovoid,
egg I have come to know these 20 years on frozen flats, in dreams of egg gone
mad, unreachable egg, egg unbeaten by Time, unmapped in the flat gray clouded
frypan of Imagination, egg unreal, uneaten eggshell egg—
This is the fork I choose to torture
the egg, fork of my mother’s choosing, passing through generations, immigrant
fork that travels from Prussia, come to rest on American Formica, Breakfast In
America fork, Fork of Manhattan 2019, come to beat the egg for real, to make
the mad yellow omelet of Century XXI,
feed the starving mass of men standing and waiting to dig the secret bop-cabala
of omelette breakfast staring up from the ooky yolky plate with sizzled bacon
beside—
This is the milk of lost aspiration,
squeezed from the unwilling tit, small milk, spilled, useless milk propped up
by demonic farm subsidies devised by Washington to keep the dirty farmer poor,
Milk of the Mother, pilfered mechanically, milk I remember from sour nights on
the Plains, drifting toward unrequited Denver, lights whiter than mercury vapor
under the odd sad laughing western omelet moon—
O Omelet of my soul, sweet yellow
comrade omelet, come to me now, I am starved for your Grace, I await you now in
early morning America