Three Poems

Binary Sunrise

"Why didn't you name
Me Anakin?" asked the son
Who saw the whole world

In John Williams'
Scores swell as the call of "It's
Working" began its

Emanation to
The ends of a galaxy
He'd follow it through.



Been a long time now
Since I've been inside this calm
And let myself stay.

I might walk through it
A while to unnameably
Familiar spaces.

Those that would never
Seem less futile to live in
For all these moments.


Only keep the days
That recognize themselves as