Honorable Mention Academy of American Poets Prize
Published: April 22, 2010

A ripple draws the prime minister.

His voice is the world of the contradicted.

Like winter felt it: drawn in

the apartment which is wildest.

He points that which have

yet even began the haven’t;

a word bare for his thousands’

confounded attention.

Ingenuity proceeds himself,

limiting the domain of his beyond.

Id Eden! Assassins, ordinarily more

distinct, become the ringing of awe;

each beat chilling with disorder.

Milder shall never the sensation forget.

The questions see him fall

during the lock of the year.

Divided in the day with simple

circumstances, the ideas were there.