No land in sight: poems

One. Fate

All but invisible

Dreaming or awake?

I watched the wind

Winter mornings

Everyone is running late

The music box

My possessions

My city

Paradise lounge

November

On this street

Where do my gallows stand?

Dear Lord

The mirage

Pawnshop window

Object matrimony

Could that be me?

Two. There is nothing quieter

The big lie

Family graveyard

The mystery

A huge old tree

On York Beach

One summer

Neighborhood dogs

An old woman

The poor man's house

Sunrise

When in the mood

Two widows

Snapshot

Adorable bed

Windy day

Crickets

Pyramids and sphinxes

Three. Looking for trouble

Weather forecast

Walt Whitman

Big shot

The young lady said

Memories of hell

Circus

On the way to Binghamton

My doubles

In this heavy traffic

The funeral

Left out of the Bible

I've been thinking of

In the amusement park

Tango

The insomniac

Hoot, little owl

First thing in the morning

Four. Some folks out late

The crow

Come spring

Cassiopeia

Just so you know

I never forget anything

Night thoughts

Celebrity sightings

In the lockdown

Rainy evening

El magnifico

Summer dusk

My love

Dark window

Hot summer night

All over the world now

My life is as real as yours

On Grove Street

The wind has died.