The Cold Tap Sings

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SOON YOU WILL REST AS WELL

In 1780, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe carved this poem into the wall of a wooden hut in the Thuringian Forest.

 [facsimile]

149 years later, Federico García Lorca wrote a letter to his family on a strip of birch bark from Vermont.

Poems don’t have to live on the page.

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SOME BEAUTIES

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Some Beauties

the falcon hears the falconer
loud and clear

she simply disobeys

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slaughter contains laughter

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some beauties:
Nyiragongo’s lava lake
butterfly stitches
fisting
Tatiana’s letter
Egil’s lament
Eyjafjallajökull

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(yes you are my lodestone yes)

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the falcon
must be female
for the tiercel is the male

(so-called
because he is on third
of her size)

tercel-gentle (Walter Scott)
tassel-gentle (Shakespeare)
tassell-gent (Spenser)

small compliment / vast continent

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some more:

stormlight
cloudbursts
backflips
geodes
cashews

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trust contains us

BÓNUS POETRY

HIS RHYTHMIC SPIRIT

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I have 3 new poems on Zeno Press, including ‘A Univocalic Biography of Vaslav Nijinsky’. Another contains a sinkhole.

AUTUMN 

A phone background poem.