Read Morea Delilah shorn, my hair gone,
yet I have more than the strength you left
in the cleave of your axe
Read MoreYou wear many crowns,
this one is bone gold.
Read MoreStrung together, red pearls
rolled around the cheek with thought,
care and attention.
Read MoreNo longer does he
hurl rocks
down into the Agean Sea,
sinking ships
before they ever land
Read MoreThe one-eyed man
told the log lady
to go into the heart
of the forest
where the magician
would be waiting.
Read MoreYou can hold the whale bone now:
the teeth, the jaw, the tail;
these are bones of giants,
these are my bones.