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Reginald Shepherd

Spring 2006

Kinds of Camouflage

By Reginald Shepherd

       For Robert Philen               1. Déjeuner, with Herbs Then I am sitting naked on damp grass(it rained in my yesterday)while two white gentlemenin black frock coats share luncharound me, passing […]

Winter 1999

Solstice as Demon Lover

By Reginald Shepherd

You disappear again, December sunturns light to ice, fractureof frozen stars responsible for monthsof snow. Now that you’re gone it’s winter:I can sleep, but don’t. Cold bright guided me to […]

Fall 1994

Black Money

By Reginald Shepherd

A tarnished subway token and a few small coins pressed into my palm: I didn’t ask for much. Dead presidents on pennies; a lighted match and a cough from you […]

Fall 1994

My Foolish Friend

By Reginald Shepherd

These are the things laid out on the table for my regard: one Red Delicious apple, slightly bruised; two unanswered letters (one air mail); an open paperback Genet, spine broken; […]

Fall 1992

Paradise

By Reginald Shepherd

I don’t know the names of flowers, or the various songs of birds, what to call the water falling from the sky all week, sleet or hail, the histories of […]

Fall 1992

Slaves

By Reginald Shepherd

These are the years of the empty hands. And what were those just past, swift with the flash of alloyed hulls but carrying no cargo? Outside our lives, my mythical […]