Author: Michael Igoe

Poem: Taken Hostage

Take your eyes from my tunic. They won’t flicker looking into mine. I owe moments, ageless ones, but never blind. Glance over a shoulder, musing ….

Poem: Ceremony

Descend downstream: where blurred voices peek through spaces in razor grass stands. To try out contentment not yet taught to cheat.   We were already ….

Poem: Battery Park

On these afternoons,I want to makea crowd of well-wishersrecognize me.Take The Canarsie Lineto Houston and Delancey:then pass the killing door.To hear the awful noiseof those ….

Poem: Redhanded

I take my leavefrom soft places.Known for an attemptat makeshift grandeur.At the close of a duska gas lamp assumedmonstrous proportion.To outshine and outsize,running lights in ….

Poem: Gypsum Marble

Pairs of eyes rovetoxic in naturein savvy glancesincomplete jots.At once alarmed,by harum scarumsof  folk crowdingin sap-like waterparrying headstrong.Left to consider oaths,garish on-field and sky,they muster ….

Poem: Shoreline

I guess I throb to own a  craft appeased in a night of a wafer-thin smile. Delving by touching, only just so far, far enough ….