Peter Streckfus

Time Ghazal
June 17, 2013

There is fire in the beginning—without it, we thought, we could not see one another ...

Bildungsroman
June 22, 2012

Where am I. A window, blinds half opened, the maple and beautybush and smilax catching the lamplight, nodding as if a silent chorus. Beyond, the flood of the nothing audience.