Strigiformalism
ice letters
close all day
night striking out at noon
in the owl’s poems
Poems on the topic: night
Poems on the topic “night” on Poets.by.
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
Provisions
saved by art
which puts us into doubt
all my cake will be dough
like night returned to a wing
Crackdown
we must shut up shop
on a meat-dark night
business keeping us naked
in a rich city
having already spent
one year’s share of our fear
Lovers’ conversation
her mouth pretty as night
the rose I lock my mouth to
saying her fill
New morning
morning coffee
the art of night is to go back
to morrow
Hipsters
cold as our black clothes
our hands reckon and point
and all night my left
testicle aching
Fosterage
the lying fire
burning all night
pretending to scour
but having nothing
to come home to
Lying alone
the north shore taken
by the night
Morning run
the din of the night
bus home
Cooked
coffee for her headache
night comes for the cook
and her art is no more
after supper
Morning thaw
night like a bruise
goes away again
now the change from frost
to a great rain
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