Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Doug MacGowan
A Chicago native, Doug MacGowan has published history books and magazine articles during his writing career. He currently lives on the San Francisco peninsula with his wife, a dog, and far too many cats.
6.
She falls away from me
shadows and height
into her paradise
We must live walled apart
else she destroy me
and I rake the shards of her past sins over her aging bones
7.
The garden is full
crazy roses, not in a line
daisies turn from dust
among the ivy
among the weeds
Wounds of earth fold to scar over their bounty:
a flag
a ring
a bone
Leaf clusters crowd a path that led somewhere long ago, now ending at the stone wall.
Ungated.