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Orality
a thin mouth is a part
of all I discover
who is making it
thin as the letter i
as the word poor
who desires it
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Chemistry
between two apothecaries
the chemistry is charged
language might not be a physician
at some appointment
we come to no agreement on the heart
to part with it or not
I cut off my hair
as everything that is over
Sea dog
wild eloquence
translated into dog
a walk by the sea
Babel
Tower of marl, homely
in a chess set.
Fuddled, talking, the others fell.
The tower we made is quiet.
Overcome with drink, I ride in.
The tower stood waiting.
A man respects the discourse
of so many cavaliers.
Lexophile
I left my wife for a dictionary.
It spoke as 1000 strangers to me,
and if I saw hand and hatch
I saw harpsicon—a bargain,
a batten, a bed where
I please my
self, strength, segnora…
Muse
This morning I was taken
with a comely woman: not handsome
but a woman of the best language
that ever I heard any
in my life.
I took leave to go to the office
and could not return.
Ranter
I rant. My mouth must have
some good Latin to flaunt,
like a monk in the palace
coming to look after his mind.
Territory folks
frost white
on the gibbet
the grammar out here in the country
is buttery as lard
Brief Case
i am not equal
to the stars
much less any junkie’s
point of light
my right index
fingernail has gone missing
i share a common tongue
with lawyers and sociopaths
a small white moth spends
the night in one of my shoes
so i avoid the paper
get my blood bath from the dawn
Expatriate
I stare at the wall
without focusing
until it doubles.
From the neighbors’ unseen backyard,
snatches of an English
I can’t quite follow.
A snail comes out of
its banded shell, eye-stalks stretching
in two directions.
Coin
of the realm
real
even when plucked
from a magician’s ear
or exchanged
for better weather
its very ununiqueness
gives it value
its modularity
makes it fit to toss
edged in ridges
like a worn gear
it’s what one does
to new phrases
hoping they’ll
gain currency
Poetry girl against deaf world
She was poetry
in a world
which was still learning the
Alphabet