SUNRISE, IN A RABBIT HOLE
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan SUNRISE, IN A RABBIT HOLE available on Amazon. I expected something more grandiose than this rusty…
Some Things Never Change
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan I get in line with the seabirds. They seem to be looking at their reflections in…
The Gardens of Antarctica
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan The gardens of Antarctica breathe free. Free of the hideous white. A dense green silence remembers…
Building a Birdhouse
Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan That stuff is for the birds, the builder says, when I point out the loss of shade…
What Price Glory?
Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan “If only we could placate the world’s rage with a drop of poetry or of love .…
Duck and Cover
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan The Cuban Missile Crisis. I was in grade school and we had drills. The same loud…
A Toy Gun, with Real Bullets
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan new musica catatonic scalefor the poet’s requiem we are but cloudsof cosmic dustcollapsing in a dream…
Dreadful Speech
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan Herdsman: I am on the brink of dreadful speech.Oedipus: And I of dreadful hearing. Yet I…
Not Somewhere Else But Here
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan A poem asks the reader to participate in the making of its meaning, and in this…
Help
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan lightimprisoned in diamondsthe dark mine a dollar a day windblown sand –children in ragsstaring as the…
Once Bereft
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan What would the world be, once bereftOf wet and of wildness? Let them be left — Gerard…