General and Special

			
Damnéd revelation, you come with thunder,
And your glossy edge reflects what you hold
What you’ve to offer, you must have plundered
 
She spoke with fire, the lady there
So as she spoke she fumed and sputtered
 
The Heel
 
See the light, see how it fades?
Give pause, and it will come.
There, there it goes. Do you see?
The shadows recede
The light bends on bended knee
 
A Midwestern Symposium
 
Sofas and doilies and empty hours
Prospect and possibility
 
The Pater Noster
 
The failing voice fails to say
Those words, those sacred words,
That came with ease some earlier day
 
Their wedding day came and went
Though their marriage would not fail
Their days inflamed and were spent