gone to the dogs all right
and cynical a cur as any he knew
this purebred jackanapes blocking his sun
light would soon find his ass jumping
through hoops clearly over a barrel.
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Hammering out a Definition of "Queer Voice"
--for Kenny Goldsmith
Don't throw a fit, egghead
If the hammer doesn’t fit,
Take everything down
And fit it all on the head
Of a roiling pinhead.
(My thanks to Joseph Hutchison for providing the initial impetus here.)
Don't throw a fit, egghead
If the hammer doesn’t fit,
Take everything down
And fit it all on the head
Of a roiling pinhead.
(My thanks to Joseph Hutchison for providing the initial impetus here.)
Poem
This scythe that cuts
Its swath through space
Of unremitting air, see it
Does not stop its wishing
To hesitate there.
Its swath through space
Of unremitting air, see it
Does not stop its wishing
To hesitate there.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Dénouement
to where road leads to
cemetery’s edging
marble moon littered full
circled threshing floor.
cemetery’s edging
marble moon littered full
circled threshing floor.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Autumn of a Lepidopterist
On edge
Of buckling, weathered
Red-tiled roof,
Orange-brown and black
Veined monarch trembling,
Like a leaf.
Of buckling, weathered
Red-tiled roof,
Orange-brown and black
Veined monarch trembling,
Like a leaf.
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