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
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
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...
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...