Poem A Day – Oct. 10, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY In Particular Djuna Barnes What loin-cloth, what rag of wrong Unpriced? What turn of body, what of lust Undiced? So we’ve worshipped you a little More than Christ. About ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – June 9, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY From Third Avenue On Djuna Barnes And now she walks on out turned feet Beside the litter in the street Or rolls beneath a dirty sheet Within the town. She does not stir ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 28, 2016

Call of the Night Djuna Barnes Dark, and the wind-blurred pines, With a glimmer of light between. Then I, entombed for an hourless night With the world of things unseen. Mist, the dust ... Continue Reading →