Poem – By Simon Perchik

  A click and its likeness can’t change, curled the way rain yellows though you hold on almost make out the grin that could be yours   –it’s been years, minutes and even with your arms apart you have forgotten the smell the fleece-lined gloves filled with dry leaves half paper, half iron half pinned to this snapshot still bleeding […]

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Poem – By Simon Perchik

  Embedded and this statue still tightening its grip tries to revive the horse expects its crumbling reins to smell from leather and crowding –you squint   the way the general looks for a small thing encased in a season exactly where he left it   waits in the rain for your black umbrella to open make room for you […]

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Poem – By Simon Perchik

  Without a ripple this jetty full steam and though whales will clear their throat the gull can’t hear it’s next struts on bedrock that already twice a day surfaces spits out the cooling skim from molten iron and salt   –you dive into these rocks for more light, more lift and your feathers struggling with that first shriek that […]

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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * So you let the water boil as if you were not yet born and already breathing it   can barely make out the bubbles burdened by sunlight the way some ancient sea   struggles inside, hangs on to bells –it’s a battered pot, beaten and the dead who still ask why reefs   are needed […]

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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * This field has so many lips and though the fire is out these clouds still darken –each breath   overflows with icy streams and stones left out to dry –it’s natural for a sky to let itself in   the way your shadow on impulse looks down and in the open grieves with the only […]

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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK   * Though there’s no leak your hand at every turn makes the adjustment takes hold the way this wrench   begins as mountainside, workable picked up and the pebble dragged off circles down, carving out her name   and from your mouth the stutter tighter, tighter –it’s all about the water isn’t it? a spill […]

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