Poems

  Eternal   By Patrick T. Reardon     Eternal, puzzle us, puzzle us clockwork apart and put us back together, create/re-create, Eternal, cycle us and puzzle us to ourselves, [...]

    April 3, 2020   By Patrick T. Reardon   I learned my ABCs long ago and know the dance inside darkness. Better to stumble and bang and crash [...]

  July 10, 1981   By Patrick T. Reardon       On this porch, on this cool summer day, when the moon is benign in afternoon sky, when birds [...]

    Family package   By Patrick T. Reardon   I left my phone on the back seat of a taxi, and, when I borrowed one from a cornrowed woman, [...]

    Communion of saints By Patrick T. Reardon     Under the red Christmas tree, she arranges a communion of saints.   In the DMV line, a communion of [...]

  I was born in the desert By Patrick T. Reardon   (1) In the desert, I was thrice tempted.   I was offered two stones to eat and five [...]

Many Annunciations   By Patrick T. Reardon     The first was a girl who dodged. The second girl wanted to think about it. The third fainted.   The fourth [...]

Job Oedipus Lear (David Achilles Othello) By Patrick T. Reardon   Dung dark lone. (Lust flow betrayal)   Bible Greek bard.   King launches daughters to death. Leper badgers for [...]

  Lamentations Road   By Patrick T. Reardon   Lamentations Road runs past Judge Westcott’s mansion, out to Weed Hollow where a dead mule rots, a pestilence of flies, while [...]

  Make   By Patrick T. Reardon   In summer, the father grilled hot dogs with his white t-shirt off, skin burning.   In fall, he tolled novenas.   After [...]