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What the Old Masters Were Alluding To
Leonardo Da Vinci
Studied hands, studied skulls,
Harriet Hosmer sculpted the clasp
of Elizabeth and Robert Browning.
Carvaggio painted them
Coming out of the darkness,
Adam reaching out to receive
life from his creator.
Antonio Canova, shaping Psyche
to revival by Cupid;
Isis, holding Nefertari’s hand
As she is granted eternity.
Delicate, desperate, reaching, grasping, begging.
Hands, in art.
My hand, in his.
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Momentary Migrant
Lord, there is something in my chest
Whenever I think about the city these days.
I am just another ghost,
Winding my way through the uneven lanes
Of a city already overflowing with them.
I have carved out my niche in eternity,
Made a home for myself in the afterlife,
And the city does not remark upon my passing.
It won’t be long before the city is the ghost,
Winding its way through unfamiliar lanes
And dark corners of memory,
As difficult to retain as smoke.
This time I am the one expected to carry on.
I hold the language like a handful of pebbles in my mouth,
Cut my teeth on every consonant,
Stumble over every syllable.
I do not know how to hold on to you.
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Varicosity
Soles pounding a staccato heartbeat into the cobbled streets,
Stars swallowed up by walls and fog.
The city moans, howls, roars,
And I am headed home.
My veins rise from my legs like embroidery—
No, like risen trenches,
Too many nights spent standing
For things I believe in,
But don’t know how to voice.
Lord, let me forget there was ever
Such a thing as war.
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Getting Acquainted with the Republic
When I think of Prague, I think of the streets before I think of the spires. Uniformly uneven and covered in all manner of mysterious stains-- best not to think where most of them came from.
When I think of life in Prague, I think of the birds before I think of the people. The pigeons and magpies are abundant, but birdsong is always present from dozens of unseen feathery throats.
When I think of the people of Prague, I think of my colleague before I think of the crowds. Reserve, or course, it's natural to keep it to yourself-- but not in revolution, and not in love.
When I think of eating in Prague, I think of the language before I think of the food. Straightforward and without too much subtlety, but come in, get warm, the wind is bitter tonight and there's company (and good beer) to be shared here.
And when I think of Czech, I hear the language pouring from his lips in a rolling rhythm, spoken into the empty dining room or thrown in unmistakable curses at the pigeons. I hear the inten
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Snapshot
I am sitting sideways in my window on the first truly warm day of the year. The birds are excited-- twit twit twit. The sun is bright and somewhere, someone is playing an electric guitar-- just a few riffs in an old-fashioned 1950s style of music trickling in through my window over the background groan of the city's tram system. My feet are bare, my hair is in my face. twit twit twit. The smell of smoke when the wind is right-- someone must be grilling. The peel of an aggressively tart orange (it was in my refrigerator for three weeks) is in front of me on the sill, rocking gently on the breeze. It's April third. I'm tired, I'm dreaming. twit twit twit. Looking out over the city. Muffled voices from somewhere in a language I can't understand. An insect buzzes by and far in the distance a siren starts to wail.
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Solstice Aesthetic
Summer in the harsh land
my tan line accounted for between freckles and bruises
The particular nostalgia
of espresso stirred into milk and cinnamon
August the hot asphalt burn
On the skin left after July streaks by too fast for you to gasp for air
The purring of the thunderstorm.
The soft drenching of the rain.
Fire and laughter in the dark.
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And Silence Answered
You write,
“What I mean is thrown across the page in ink and blood,
this pen betrays me,
my hand spills only lies,
my elbow, my shoulder, they do not listen,
they give me no justice,
my heart my heart my heart”
Your breath hot on my skin you say,
“What I mean is there is no peace in heaven without you.
I could scream into the darkness,
would any but you hear my cry?”
I can touch the frustration in your bones,
Your hands tremble from the strain of it, I say,
“Weather this storm with me,
give me your words and I’ll give you my strength,
you understand.”
You whisper to me,
Locked in the throes of some vague apocalypse,
“The world was never supposed to be this way.”
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November 2015
I see you like a steam train
Speeding toward me from a mile away.
I can’t move.
I can’t move.
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79
Insurmountable and driving,
This dead weight fuels an incendiary nature
Screaming, we throw ourselves flaming against the rock face,
Furiouser and furiouser we burn out against a force uncaring,
We had such hopes for the way the world would work
But oh
Oh Sisyphus
Did you ever think
That a rock could be so maddening?
Ten million million words rest upon my lips,
But I have bitten my tongue so many times,
I may as well not have one.
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to wake the dead.
would it be terribly insensitive
for me to say “good morning”
in a cemetery?
the sun lifts up slowly,
and the dead sleep in late,
as usual.
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Leonardo Da Vinci
Studied hands, studied skulls,
Harriet Hosmer sculpted the clasp
of Elizabeth and Robert Browning.
Carvaggio painted them
Coming out of the darkness,
Adam reaching out to receive
life from his creator.
Antonio Canova, shaping Psyche
to revival by Cupid;
Isis, holding Nefertari’s hand
As she is granted eternity.
Delicate, desperate, reaching, grasping, begging.

Hands, in art.
My hand, in his.
Lord, there is something in my chest
Whenever I think about the city these days.
I am just another ghost,
Winding my way through the uneven lanes
Of a city already overflowing with them.

I have carved out my niche in eternity,
Made a home for myself in the afterlife,
And the city does not remark upon my passing.

It won’t be long before the city is the ghost,
Winding its way through unfamiliar lanes
And dark corners of memory,
As difficult to retain as smoke.
This time I am the one expected to carry on.

I hold the language like a handful of pebbles in my mouth,
Cut my teeth on every consonant,
Stumble over every syllable.

I do not know how to hold on to you.
Momentary Migrant
Prague.

I have chipped my teeth on this poem long enough.
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Soles pounding a staccato heartbeat into the cobbled streets,
Stars swallowed up by walls and fog.
The city moans, howls, roars,
And I am headed home.

My veins rise from my legs like embroidery—
No, like risen trenches,
Too many nights spent standing
For things I believe in,
But don’t know how to voice.

Lord, let me forget there was ever
Such a thing as war.
Varicosity
Varicosity: An enlarged and tortuous vein (such as the one I continue on in, such as the one that runs from my feet to my heart and keeps my head turning, not knowing which way to go)


May my actions be louder than my words.
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You must carry on
Like hurt has never touched you
Or like gravity is still theory
--Chris Emslie

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I would not have been a poet
except that I have been in love
alive in this mortal world,
or an essayist except that I
have been bewildered and afraid,
...or a storyteller had I not heard
stories passing to me through the air,
or a writer at all except
I have been wakeful at night
and words have come to me
out of their deep caves
needing to be remembered. -Wendell Barry, 1994

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You will hear thunder
and remember me,
And think: She wanted storms.
The rim
of the sky will be
the colour of hard crimson.
And your heart,
as it was then,
will be on fire. -Anna Akhmatova
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