In extremis
pain coming
a drowned light in the sand
white pain comes to me as lace
and I am itself
the cast of a person
I never saw before
Poems on the topic: pain
Poems on the topic “pain” on Poets.by.
Shooter
a boy and a gun
his kept rose
the afternoon arithmetic
is subtraction and division
I pray to have
some pain begin with me
Killjoy
I am a missing man
a captain without a voyage
I oppose wonder so old a hush
and offer to fell all the winter’s timber
declaring my need for ice
and wind and pain
User
high and higher like a messenger
hanging herself with her own hand
an hour or two of simplicity
where I was open and sufficient
do not tell tales
concerning pain
Wisdom Teeth
That time I was marooned
by a toothache – weeping eyes
screwed shut, mouth agape –
I might’ve been taken for someone
in the throes of ecstasy, lying
on the couch with all
the windows open. The weather
was June, and wonderful.
All afternoon I clung to the thread
of the brown thrasher’s song.
Even in extremis it’s simple
to tell a thrasher from his cousin
the catbird: he repeats
almost every improvised line.
Paired phrases sometimes reach
into the low thousands
Patient
toothache
on a clear afternoon
seeing how much
is out of my power
my patient body being
a great ape
Looking back
night calls me to myself
an earful of old pain
two loves have I
and only one pocket
arson is a pretty house
with ingenious chemistry
Psychologically ultimate seashore
angry as a noon toothache
raw and alone
the sea books a ticket
to my sleep
Morning after
morning frost
pain in my bladder and the drawn
face of my wife
Owl
Into an ear of owl
night fell,
ecclesiastical,
with great pain and love
for his supper.
Displaced
Dying
and desire
come to me
in other things.
I am falling into
a white sea, I am
fierce as ivy and very
big with child.
I expect to live
but continue
in pain.
So.
The pain of others
Mourning filled my eyes
with leased doors.
I saw how all I own
I am not to keep.
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