five o’clock bells 03/09/09

five o’clock bells
new haven celebrates the end of the day
still at work, but walking across the street
end of snow
end of rain
end of winter, possibly
and I, with only a half hour left of work,
dream of another time in new haven
but not in my own past

wind tunnel 03/12/09

weather occupying my mind
as if there were only weather
and only the blasts of cold wind
that come at me while I’m walking downtown

there is only that to write about

coke can 03/18/09

sending me messages on a coke can
in a dream I had
a poem, a message
written in white on a red can
manufactured
so that when I bought one, I would
get the message

I don’t remember what it says, now
just that it got to me too late