Poetry

Round things roll, houses tumble like dice... fathers, and then mothers, die.

Would you prefer a universe with an end?

A first attempt at the impossible task of coping with the death of one's mother.

A new poem from the celebrated author of The Lowercase Jew, Nympholepsy, Terra Infirma, and The Jew in the Lotus.

I gave him the idea; he made it loverly.

A gentle parody from a gentle poet of increasing renown.

Who says the Horsemen of the Apocalypse won't be riding in SUVs?

A hay-scent scarecrow reverie from the American Midwest

God, but you'll love this poem!

In-transit Interstate poems from the author of Devil's Highway.

On the nature of divinity...

Incredibly delighted to be able to present two poems from the mysterious, allusive, uniquely voiced work of this highly acclaimed and exciting new poet.

The Moocat is pleased to curl up and gaze as poet David Grayson wafts around the antechamber of Kabbalistic Judaism.

Susan Borie Chambers' work has appeared in Fourteen Hills, New York Quarterly, The Greensboro Review and The Laurel Review. She lives in Davis, CA.

The acclaimed writer and noted religious scholar (author of The Missing Jew, Terra Infirma, and his most recent, highly acclaimed book, The Jew in the Lotus) on coming to terms with our poetic fathers.

On the seemingly ephemeral essence of the art of Haiku, by a widely published practicioner.

"He had to shave his head for the act... he felt he had no longer any appeal for the fair sex." —Moe Howard, on the death of his youngest brother, Jerome (a.k.a. 'Curly')

With fond apologies to W.C. Williams

With fond apologies to both James Wright and to the Poetry Society of Fu Jen University in Taiwan

(From the Pool Hall on Shirlington Road)