Banksy Makes Fun of Everyone, Gets Rich While Doing So

If a famous artist, whose work is worth millions, showed up on a streetcorner unannounced, selling his work for $60 bucks couldn’t make more than a few sales what does that say about the commerce of art? What does that say about Banksy’s work? Does it mean...

A Frame

Bourbon Street clanged like a Christmas tree on a train He never blinked. I’m going to build you an A-Frame, he said I built an instant dream on a stranger’s tweaker stare wider than the sky He’d taken enough of something to wish away convention I swam in it too....

Saying too Much, too Soon

The surrender and the beauty comes all at once Hot gusts of air smother the Pacific. Rhythmic motion, an historical shrug. You are silent infinity. With nothing to say back. You don’t lift your hands even to catch my words They fly over and through then fall where...

A Postcard from the Volcano by Wallace Stevens

(A great poem by a great poet) This was a day when nothing happened, the children went off to school without a murmur, remembering their books, lunches, gloves. All morning, the baby and I built block stacks in the squares of light on the floor. And lunch blended into...

We live in a desert

Trying not to worship the Sun Water eludes capture, leaks and drains where it can before drying up and giving itself over to air Underneath it, the earth’s crust bakes October and it’s still too hot. Here comes you A perfect storm, swollen earth soaked with and...