Archives for August 2005
A Soothing Poultice
31 August 2005 | Brett | Poems
Like a soothing poultice he said
Not what he would say to his wife, returned now after four months watching her mother die in Texas, the infant a toddler, the girl with her first loose tooth
Or to his wife’s best friend, understanding and loving and abundant with neglect, the quietude of barrenness
But something he’d confess, this steady parishioner, library volunteer, a draftsman good with […]
Imaginary Prisons
29 August 2005 | Brett | Poems
You are not allowed in Santa Maria del Priorato. Your petition for entry will likely be turned down, but you can look through the keyhole and see the dome of Saint Peter’s Basilica framed by the trees of the priory’s garden in accordance with the wishes of its designer
Piranesi built this church and made prints and died among his […]