PETER YOVU from Imago
April 27, 2016 § Leave a comment
For Beauty I Wept Butterfly Pins
a small bird’s
thud against the glass
my house
closing in
spiraling
into an ear’s
galaxy
the wren’s inch
grackles gather
the enamel sound their beaks make
in my mouth
in a cave
the remains
of tiny toads
the little bones
in my ears
ring
jagged sky
above the canyon
a crack in the egg
the sky’s blue gong an orange in my hand
Ornithopter Press 2016
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haiku
April 13, 2016 § Leave a comment
#345
underwear:
long/division
architecture, or so
from A Hundred Years of English
three haiku
April 5, 2016 § Leave a comment
ants in the white
gob pushed out by
the tube in the heat
the crow on the hedge
a shovel someone left
leaning in the rain
the white cord of
the coffee grinder hangs from
the shut cabinet door
CROW
April 1, 2016 § Leave a comment
SCHEME TO SCREW YOU
rather big for a crow distant woman in the snow
his pupil says he’s a raven the crow
thunderbird he consumes the crow
a little pussy under lace candy for the crow
women whose name ends in “y” by the crow
the crow is an arbitrarily actualizing hologram
the crow his wife her spectacular mounds
the crow can’t make his feathers look right
the crow thought he was a one man show
takes the sex princess to the fuck ball the crow
the crow says a view master jack off
a note to bring peanuts to the crow
the crow ponders the state of bears
the crow gives away all his buttons
the crow he’s the enormous radio
chickens cat shit dishes the crow
post cards from his heart attack the crow
the crow he’s just waiting for Cindy Sherman
your birthday on Desolation Row the crow
the crow will never go to Moab, Utah
the crow his super power under tow
that summer with the wasps the crow
the raven and the mermaid don’t tell them so
his scheme to screw you the crow
the crow thinks he’s the chemist
the crow thinks he’s the bomb
the crow’s taking calls you know
even later the crow
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