White Noise
WHITE NOISE Listen. How the wind whispers our secrets. How a light rain will speak any language. –from American Fractal first published in Poetry Midwest
American Fractal
AMERICAN FRACTAL We are like two chasms, a well staring up at the sky –Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet two mirrors face each other my hands over my face the porcelain soap dish an …
Saddled
SADDLED Love is a horse, all sweaty suede and lean muscle, heart bigger than its head. Love is a dark horse, the unexpected silhouette, the anti- man’s empty field—no shadow unattached as darkness clings to light like a dead horse. Look: I can make a dove with both hands. Now a dog, a horse, an …
Fractional Brownian Motion in Multifractal Trading Time
Since the book came out, it’s been a real treat trying to explain to friends and family what a fractal is. My grandma says she understood it one afternoon a few weeks ago, but can’t remember how it made sense at the time. Most people just assume it has something to do with fractions and …
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Cooking Dinner
COOKING DINNER Spring again. Its warmer breeze. Open screen door. Another war buds up, pliant and green, thick spores of restlessness like pollen in the air–you could sneeze with it; your heart could stop beating in a moment. ____bless you, you’re whispering. …