children

I saw you today like yesterday and I howled wolf what if I'd told you we were looking away perhaps in the ground and we made love first I then you never you gave me a cigarette which...
Transit of Venus

Transit of Venus

In smoked glass on a broken hill above Matavie Bay we watched that shade that silhouette slide by the crooked mill the wind that tossed our clothes outside the graveyard gate  A veteran of what you...

Stray

for Era Kever I stepped out stray on those cracked streets South Harlem in the summer night Black looks in shadow Death gliding on the air I didn’t see you there  They were fighting on one...

dark lighting

a bed to sleep in silver from which silk wings rise your hair brushed by a sad angel my body ripped by bloody moths we will touch each other...
trinity by Neil Brosnan

trinity

koi pond fish papaya hued glows like burning coal a drawn out ember orange under blue skinned water swims through tree limbs kissing robins flying in fallen sky floating beneath my eyes where for a...

poems

I died today then I got drunk or vice versa (a kind of order) if the stars had shadows it would be more night (question) azi am murit apoi m-am îmbătat sau invers (un fel...

Mis-appelation

Unspooled on a fractured sidewalk an abstract horn man threads breath into wind conjurs up a street hustle kiss in sweet, mostly un-noticed love songs… Autumn in New York April...

conception of surrender

see how softly he whimpers now as the needle that fills him with kisses, weeps a concoction of sincerity cut with compromise tarnished silver teaspoon of grief erasing every meaning   whispering in...

Thin Rain

Thin rain melting snow I can't tell you how tired I am of your back and my thoughts   George Murphy

wound/rană

we could have conquered cities but we stayed behind in the dark alleys among passionate kisses among Earl Grey teas we could have invented pasts but we died as...
immolation

epiphany

The poet who holds fire in his hand trembles knows the scent of his own seared flesh writhes as the blackened didgets bubble and seethe feasts his eyes on the urgent...

liberation

the manual said so simple now even a housewife can do it. Fantastic, I thought. Let her.  *** BY NEIL BROSNAN: liberation

arias

fly on a peeling sill every surface potential edge of the world   eyes filled with light food wooed pile of dog mush bit of cheddar asparagus spear all the same to it   frustrated...

s_a_v_t_o_ train

insatiable appetite eats everything kidneys heartbeats dreams devours without end flies under the radar of patriotic flags revolutionary anthems licks mouths dry where lipstick once gave beauty reign leaves rictus grins on exhausted faces runs fat hands...
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