Poet Laundry

image:   wikimedia commons at the zoo for me there is only the clouded leopard pacing its fishbowl cage. her sa...

if only they all were nuzzles on the neck, sweet nothings at the lobe and ridge— that none were the black tar kind/unkind...

Poet's Sleep , 1989, by Chang Houg Ahn, image via The Mag 208 Asleep in time’s elbow, drifting toward Escher’s labyri...

Hedge the rows where the birdnote grows, lark a tune ‘neath the fiddlehead moon,                               tip the wine gla...

i don’t want to be cute! i hate being adorable! when you want to have muscles and body hair and drive a car this is, ...

photo © 2014 jennifer wagner maybe it’s both criminal and an art the way you scribbled and scratched past my walls...

lunchtime, snow falls as we leave the restaurant, i put my arm through yours and catch a flake on my tongue the rich scent of...

I cue moonlight, light tealights, trail petals to my heart, but you, pornblind and hooked, don’t even know where to sta...

oh, you know it’s real.   my neighbor’s window.  photo © 2014 Jennifer Wagner Twelve basic hues in the color wheel. ...

Conifers and salmon, seagrass and shellfish— where fresh meets salt, where the tide meets the river in a cockta...