

Naps in a corkscrew,
A dark drift that deepens,
Slow–wave gliding :
A mammal diving
With hemispheres asleep ;
Rises for a breath of blue—
A shift for relevant teal .
*[ WSB ].


Naps in a corkscrew,
A dark drift that deepens,
Slow–wave gliding :
A mammal diving
With hemispheres asleep ;
Rises for a breath of blue—
A shift for relevant teal .
*[ WSB ].


*[ WSB ].


The airbrakes sigh in depot ;
The door folds back : monday storm .
Climb over the humpback norm,
Backdrop snare brushes slide–slapping slow .
*[ WSB ].

The rainbow fish above coral red
In the crystal–green ocean
Exist in the twisted sun breaking
Through the changeable surface .
The rays reflect the ocean palette
From ancient gliding jewels,
The acrylics and watercolors
Brightly flashing underneath .
The charcoal sharks and black pastel rays
Blend into the ink–fathomed
Canvass past the limit of sun .
The slipcoat spines of globefish
Spread like silver stars in the nightsky,
Cold above the bleeding kiln,
Orange like kumadori clownfish
Weaving through cornflower mop strands swaying to the ocean song .

*[ WSB ].

Cuckoo clouds painted equinoctial,
Cottontails drifting over colored eggs
Set Fabergéan in the misted grass.
Children scramble to basket the boon,
And renest the scattered hues of blessing
Before baubles weeble down the brae.
Nearby, ears acute of Osterfuchs,
A spring hare, and rabbit-bandicoot.
The goddess smirks as kinder search for loot.

*[ WSB ].


Absinthe makes the head go yonder—
Stirring wormwood to pluck sugarplums .
*[ WSB ].

Any problem is as simple
As 2 × 2 .
Logarithmic device,
The middle moveable that glides
Across manual scales,
The indicating boxcar
Rides tracks and rails
Stops at crossings
For calculation consistent .

*[ WSB ].

Baby doesn’t like it when father shaves his beard :
It’s just too weird,
A doppelgänger to be feared .
*[ WSB ].


The problem with the death penalty :
One cannot exonerate the dead .
*[ WSB ].
Salaam, on Trump:

Thirty-four years ago, your full-page ad stated, in all caps: “CIVIL LIBERTIES END WHEN AN ATTACK ON OUR SAFETY BEGINS.”
You were wrong then, and you are wrong now. The civil liberties of all Americans are grounded in the U.S. Constitution, and many of us fight every day to uphold those rights, even in the face of those like you who seek to obliterate them.

— Yusef Abdus Salaam
[one of the Exonerated Five] —

*[ WSB ].

In the gravy boat near the pond edge
Caecilians swim through the mud like eels ;
Otherwise, they toothpick through sponge–cake
Soil with their crusty–heel jaws like hammers .
The umami swamp air mushroomy,
The frogs croak on green lily-pad plates,
Their meringue eggs frothy at the rims ;
Tadpole dumplings simmer in the soup .
The perfumed world waits to be feasted
By Anura with geschmackssheibe for
Screening savory comestibles
From bitter injurious tidbits or
Sour : fermented, acidic, rotten .
Efts emerge from gelatin dessert
As smoky salamanders sizzle,
Dunking in psychotropic brandy .
The amphibian predators with
Fungiform papillae from the time
Of mosses, ferns, horsetails, and calamites,
When the tetrapodomorphic fish
Thrust onto the Devonian shore,
Thrash and vault toward a smörgåsbord .

*[ WSB ].