Auspex
on the only step
an owl
night comes to me
because I am late to her bed
Poems on the topic: night
Poems on the topic “night” on Poets.by.
Void
morning comes with a bit of hurt
I continue like a raven
to believe in the night
up above
so infinite a no body to look after
A matter of interpretation
I am translating a library into hands
is time a prison or a garden
are trees letters to the night
Graveyard shift
what work I do
is to get some money
but not so much that my pretty hands
come to grief
trepan my head
carrying about bad music
pierce this night
to let the plague out
Writing life
morning is the best poem
afternoon papers it over
all settled things must break in pieces
I believe in my sleep
waked in the night by snoring
I laugh to recollect it
Apophasis
no creed
pleased me like music
though my own road
is a wound
I saw mortality touching all things
but the night
not knowing is an art—
a black one
Covert
who to trust or listen to
where to consult
prisoners whisper publicly
like water in the night
Buoyed
buoy like a sad king
continuing in the drink
day and night
meaning to lie there
and not being able
Replete
full of myself
is how we all are
how a boy that died
being dried in an oven
lies there entire in a box
how the king is quite out of ink
and weary of everything
how rain put me
into my good night
Ship burial
within the river
is a sweet green night
and a rank day
and people say
there is also a ship
which was fitted to go to the dead
Strigiformalism
ice letters
close all day
night striking out at noon
in the owl’s poems
TRIPTYCH IN NOIR
her jailed lover’s image in the mirror
slowly loses color
like tea poured again & again
from the same leaves
or a cloud of cigarette smoke mixing with the air
beneath the mirror’s mercury lies
the captain lost at sea in some
interminable corrido
his waterproof watch still ticks inside his slicker
it’s past 3:00
light from the street lamp
filters through the slats of the blind
outshines the moon:
two sets of stripes that cross at
an oblique angle on the walls & the bed
where she lies staring into the one dark corner
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