I Only Have Eyes for You, mixed media, 2021
the sky is a thread the evening, birdless finds my fingertips convinces me of angels, dustbins the catastrophe of walls this sober, creatureless moon revolving in a field emptying the night of sphinxes, terrors my body, moonlit loose as a canon no longer than a millimeter of salt the length of an experiment in living, loving and violent as clockwork despite the distance, or because of the distance this mouth is no longer possible the landscape vanishes without closing its eyes reassures me i’m collapsing quietly towards destiny
My latest chapbook, Has Had Paradise: A Poetry Collection, is available on Etsy. Twenty of my best poems. Bound by hand to order.
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Excellent work. Really enjoy your art.
I recently posted Asemic Tarot 53, and included some surrealist poetry. Very open to interpretation & absurdist prognostication. 😀
Take care & keep posting. 🙂
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Thank you so much! I always enjoy your work, as well. The “open to interpretation & absurdist prognostication” is what makes it fun, isn’t it? 🙂 Be well!
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Brilliant, as always. The last stanza is perfection! ✨
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Thank you very much, Michele!
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My pleasure!
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I love the third stanza…such great description of humanity..the volatility, the blink we exist in…all collapsing toward our destiny…and to stardust we return (a phrase I actually have tattooed on my body :)…well done, as always 🙂
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Thank you, my friend. I’m happy this poem resonates…and great phrase for a tattoo. 🙂
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