Angels

Angels appeared in my poems
long before they became
as common as lapel pins.  Once

A Psalm for Lent

Write a Psalm?  Me?

I feel so far from anything throne-like

Apostasy is my refuge,

Ego, my strength.

The Candy Shop

You broke in
   Sampled the non pareils, 
      The licorice whips

Between Deaths

there is a moment

of indecision

as when a mist lifts

from a willow brake

Picking my way over food scraps

Picking my way over food scraps

and litter in Chinatown

on my way to work,

my attitude is just fine