Tag: bruce bond

  • Bruce Bond

    POISON One toxin turns to another, one apple to the seeds that bite the earth. A vague distemper casts its shadow over last years’ leaves, and I am listening to a friend. All that anger over this and that and the lunch we are having, the smell of beer on him stronger earlierand often, his […]

  • Bruce Bond

    MANDOLIN after Picasso From a studio apartment, downtown, across the rise and fall of monuments and fortune, you just might see a ball come crashing through an old façade and think, what better place to hang a portrait, and what better art than this: this girl and her mandolin, her abstract flesh pulling at the […]

  • Bruce Bond

    THE ROOD So when the cross begins to tell its story to the dreamer, it starts with the tree it was, the axe that broke its trunk in two, how it yielded to death as each new child yields to life. And the whole glade felt a little of that birth, that blade, the drops […]

  • Bruce Bond

    FOUR PRELUDES FOR THE CHOIR OF THE WELLS 1. We all walk on water, now and then, though it takes the eyes of wells to see it. When a man’s sleep breaks in half, he steps drunkenly across the blackened surface. Father, are you there.  Can you answer. Forever a depth that sings beneath our […]