writings, musings, poetry from the south shore of the north coast
Saturday, November 29, 2008
The owner glides across parquet floors, a cushion of air beneath his tassles. The cuneiform you can’t read says judge something something slave mutter mutter something something then king. You know what you are.
Author of poetry collection serious red (Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 1996) and a limited edition called queen of cups (Burning Press, 1993). Essays in Ordering the Storm (CSU Poetry Center) and elsewhere. Poems published in American Poetry Review, Barn Owl Review, Hobble Creek Review, Whiskey Island, DMQ Review, Nimrod, Southern Poetry Review, Denver Quarterly, wicked alice, ArtCrimes, Harpur Palate, Gargoyle (#53), mirage period(ical), Taproot, Cleveland Slam Anthology, and others I can't remember or lost track of. Published in several Cleveland anthologies. Received two Ohio Arts Council individual fellowships and a memorable residency at Headlands Center for the Arts. Used to slam with the big boys. Live on a great lake, held in abeyance.