The Right Column


Powerlines in New England




  A brick wall
    three stories tall
   no windows in it.
  It faces a blank street
   where the light poles stand dark
  without lamps on them.

   There are oak leaves blow in a whirlwind
    but no oak trees in sight.
  It's a full moon tonight
     but no sight of the moon
   the sky is so thick with fog
   and the smell of the sea.
.
   
    from poem page 160


It's Patty's Day












Put your beat 
out on the street.
Do your rap
for the people you meet.