Len Krisak

Len Krisak is an American poet. He has taught at Brandeis, Northeastern University, and Stonehill College.

Poetry

36 WEST PITMAN What witches, what magicians, but . . . they needed Sixty years — the slowest sleight of hand On record. Did they fail to understand We were sufficiently distracted on Our own ...

Poetry

LEAVES: THREE TANKAS Fall comes. He watches Their dying flames fill the eaves And ground their splotches In slow-browning, flattened sheaves: Loss over which no one grieves. * Their coming down makes The ground a cereal bowl Of brown. ...

Poetry

CRITIC The black-capped skull obliviously alert (My stare had not yet caught its yellow eye),                                        His head jerked left then right. Between each stab: the hooked neb, pricking at              An upturned breast, its puff of ...

Poetry

CRITIC The black-capped skull obliviously alert (My stare had not yet caught its yellow eye),                                        His head jerked left then right. Between each stab: the hooked neb, pricking at              An upturned breast, its puff of ...