WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

January 2025

  • Taking It Apart 

      First they took the tonsils.  Then the appendix & that extra  tooth. Then they straightened  my eyes & blinded me with light.    Next an ovary, then the other   & the uterus & the cervix. Finally  the gallbladder. Then they rebuilt  the knee. No knives have been    at me for years, but if… Continue reading

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  • you must depend upon

        the solid ground     though it’s been known to shudder     to open without warning into great rifts     to offer sudden sinkholes & eruptions of fire    daydreams, nightdreams, the tenuous braid of imagination  history as written between the stars  the upside-down lies your eyes tell you, day after day    the sky, its blue… Continue reading

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  • THE ARMY OF GOD

    A hard morning, after a bad night.   Too soon after waking, I read an article from the Atlantic: THE ARMY OF GOD COMES OUT OF THE SHADOWS These christians are apparently Old Testament christians.  Where is my grandmother’s Jesus? He is not mentioned. It seems that his kind, gentle, socialist, social-justice message is not welcome.… Continue reading

  • metaphor

      every day thousands of humans  and other creatures die  by bomb, bayonet, starvation    every day women  are raped and mutilated  children beaten and abandoned    every day humans  push buttons pull triggers sign papers  that result in the deaths  of uncounted hundreds of thousands   every day we humans  close our eyes and… Continue reading