on The Hand of God by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:05 PM
how we try to image Him into our humanity.... He is always ready, are we willing?
on My cousin's baby sitter. by Bachus
26 Oct 2002, 10:21 AM
such memories bachus must keep you up late at nights wide-eyed and longing....
on Instructions to a Sculptor by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:13 PM
a tribute to all us rankers. i etched somewhere near the heart and diaphragm.
on Living Conditions by Christof
29 Oct 2002, 7:33 AM
i know you are here, i can hear you breathing...
on Do Swans Get Jealous? (#2) by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:28 PM
hyde parked?
on some deleted poem
19 Oct 2002, 9:54 PM
my thoughts form in this inside-out way. kind-(bright)-red spirit.
on Cancer Haikus by poetandknowit
19 Oct 2002, 10:10 PM
how the angst gets top rank in our darkened nights. waiting for the light and day to pronounce victorious over all of us.
on Noblesse Oblige by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:15 PM
this could be a film, for its 24xsecond imaging in my eye. keep rolling.
on Trespasser at the Men's Bathing Pond by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:20 PM
when the steam dissipates, me thinks he will remain pondering his rippling flesh, looking no deeper than his bones.
on Our New Tongue by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:30 PM
you too know of love lost and lament. the heart beats heartier every time as the light of love dims.... be not afraid of offering another lick.
on Like and Unlike by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:31 PM
watched closely. i would love to see you sketching these as you watch ever so closely.
on The Astronomer's Lament by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:33 PM
i know this star-less space all to well. dead is dead.
on Belongings by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:27 PM
breaking up is hard to do, so get your stuff b4 you end it through and through.
on Transfixed (#2) by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:34 PM
floating somewhere above us were you?
on Fraternity by Christof
19 Oct 2002, 10:39 PM
i have read you all tonight in one sitting. this one almost by lamplight, hearing the sirens overhead. all brown, scuffed, muddy and other worldwarly in the daily death of the common man, our very own brother.
on Old Man Me by OneFingerAnswer
19 Oct 2002, 10:08 PM
no time to lament!