Here’s a poem of mine published by Mich. State University for their Short E’ditions machine/database. These are works that can be found on a database and printed off where Short E’dition machines are found, anywhere around the world. Pretty cool! (About the size of a wide receipt. See pic below.) If you come across MSU’s machine at the library on campus, give it a try.

Below is the full poem:

He Tells Me He Loves Another

The waters of the creek are tannin suffused.

I can’t see the bottom—and on the shore

there’s a hole opening, my feet are sliding in.

Leaves twist in the sluggish current,

not knowing which way to go.

When I turn to you, I see you have already gone

into that lone cerebral country

where landscape is logical and merciless.

You will trample over the precisely laid-out fields

of your mind until you’ve found a few weedy words

to yank out—roots and all, to offer me.