RMW Sunderland

Obit. Florence Nora Mayo

A poetic biography of an unsung life.

To any passer-by
Who looks, like I
And wonders who
And how and why

Book 1 of 7

David Bowie Was

Reflections from, of and on a star.

Beautiful, last.
Atmospheric crooning
kidnaps songs.
The artist retires.

Book 2 of 7

Lapses in Humanity

Great War Poems.

They’ll not be cold as we are cold
Old crowd beneath the ground
That no amount of shrouds’ll warm
Their mouths that mouth no sound

Book 3 of 7

Poems from Blackshaw Head

Stories of yield from the fields.

Char-yellow, yell of geese
Hoist, release
Some great glad flag of spring
Is the thing

Book 4 of 7

Saintmaking

For the railed and the curtailed, the innocent and the ignorant, the good and the gone.

Herakles has slain Geryon in a piece-of-cake way by shooting his ham-heroic quiver of arrows into the monster’s many heads and many arms and legs until all the arrows were affixed to his/its scaly, salty, sea-tarred skin.

Book 5 of 7

Tribeca Stories

Notes from a New York City neighborhood.

The yellow shapes of light
That stud the black of warehouse hulls
This is the quarter at its most half full