December 18th Swift boomerang, come get!I am delicate. You’ve been gone.The losing has hurt me some, yetI must bend for you. See me arch. I’m turned on.My eyes are lawn-colored, my hair brunette.…

December 17th Today I bought a Scotch Pine-O Tannenbaum- a Christmas tree,as green as a turtle, a forestof gum and resin and turpentine.My love, my louse, my absentee,alone in our place I was…

December 16th Once upon a timeyou grew up in a bedroom the size of a dimeand shared it with your sister. That was West EndAvenue in Manhattan. Longing for country you were pennedinto…

December 15th The day of the lonely drunkis here. No weather reports,no fox, no birds, no sweet chipmunks,no sofa game, no summer resorts. No whatever it was we had,no sky, no month- just…

December 14th The migratory birdshave flown the coopbut they’ll be backwith their built-in compass.They’ll come back that waythe circus does each year-with aerialists, our angularbirds that loop the loop.Two years ago you boughtseats…

December 13th Remember that day last Junein the month of the Long-Day-Beautythat is called Indians’ Wawe-Pesin?I tell you Summer came not one day too soonand surely the calendar did its dutyand we stayed…

December 12th And what of me?I work each day in myleotards at the State Schoolwhere the retarded arelocked up with hospital techniques.Always I walk past the hydro-cephalic doorman on his stool,a five-year-old who…

December 11th Then I think of you in bed,your tongue half chocolate, half ocean,of the houses that you swing into,of the steel wool hair on your head,of your persistent hands and thenhow we…