You thought Jupiter was a drone spying as you bathed at dusk. Its focused silver brilliance pours nail-hard from an elemental forge. Too distant to peer in our windows, our neighbor’s little unlit drone wobbles above the woods, battery so weak it will probably crash. Jupiter won’t crash. It requires no batteries, no human urges, […]

Last night I heard a long ripping sound but didn’t realize that a plant was uprooting, preparing to relocate. At dawn I saw my blue mammoth creep across the yard with huge paddle leaves working the air. I ran out to grab it and return it to its plot, but it shrugged me off with […]

In the month of steeplebush a few years after Frost’s death I’m browsing his Ripton cabin. A sibilance flows through it, rustling the yellowed pages of Modern Library books scattered like country gravestones. When I lie on his smooth old daybed with its blue cotton coverlet I see myself white and wrinkled in landscapes smutty […]