He has an M. F. A. in English/Creative Writing from St. Mary's
College in Moraga, CA, where he studied with Robert Hass, Brenda
Hillman, Michael Palmer, Carol Snow, Frank Bidart, Gary Snyder,
Charles Wright, and Sharon Olds. He is also a member of the
Squaw Valley Community of Writers, where he studied with Galway
Kinnell, Richard Howard, and Lucille Clifton.
His work has been published and/or anthologized by: Pearl,
Plainsongs, Poetry Midwest, DMQ Review, 4am Poetry Review, CQ,,
Obsessed With Pipework U.K., Language and Culture.net, The
Chiron Review, The Wisconsin Review, Willard & Maple, OUT
Magazine, The San Francisco Chronicle, Poet's Market, Poetry
Depth Quarterly, Found Magazine, Kitchen Sink, The Furnace
Review, Poetry Motel, The Squaw Valley Review, The Pikeville
Review, The Coal City Review, Riverrun, Skidrow Penthouse,
Potato Eyes, XIB, Slipstream, The Lungfish Review, RipRap,
Genre, Asylums and Labyrinths, Scream When You Burn, Caffeine ,
and other on-line and printed format journals, magazines, and/or
His poem, Young Man With iPod (Poetry
Midwest, #13), is taught at Ohio State University as part of
both its English 110.02 class, "The Genius and the Madman," and
in its "American Poetry Since 1945" class.
The syllabus can be viewed at:-
His first chapbook, The Psalms (Big 23 Press), was favorably
reviewed by Clifton Snider in the Small Press Review (issue 226,
vol. 23, no. 11.) My second collection of poetry, Assuming
Ariel, was runner-up in the New Poets Series at Brickhouse
8109 Winthrope Street
Oakland, CA 94605
ALL OF THESE POEMS ARE CUT-UPS OF NEW YORKER OR SYLVIA PLATH'S
POEMS. he USE A VARIATION OF THE WILLIAM .S BURROUGHS AND BRION
GYSON TECHNIQUE SUPLIMENTED BY THE FRENCH "OULIPO" METHOD.
The Birthday Party
(for Anne Sexton)
The gift, wanted or needed, a mortal
wound in this tiresome threshold. Needless
to say, candles burn out. Those invited
are long gone. This girl would be a woman
soaked through, now a lily equally
departed. Who could predict ten minutes
to sift her grave, everything made sugar,
her recipe for asphyxiation?
One pale hand waving limply to the world,
an accurate soothsayer, all frosted
white. Then the thrill of a present undone,
the coffin raised like a layer cake.
Reading Hopkins in Palos Verdes
Words in concurrence by a swift inlet.
Poetry entering, river-tinted.
To sift and sieve gravity's spiritual
particles. Ten lines create piety.
Even the obligatory trout fin,
an inscape, was implicated. One phrase
gurgling through the stone-tumble of things.
The sinuous excrement of language,
an opulence strung between the islets
of rhyme. The relief of its ornaments
sprung against each other, earnest and free,
a correspondence of fecundity.