Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * Louder! though what comes by has already withered and along a certain curve   your voice tapers off as the path bent over her shoulders spreading its flow into sunlight   now riverbank and whisper –you need two mouths now that every splash   smells from stones once it rises to the surface in that […]

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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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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * She wraps your limp the way the sun marks out its darkness and along the ground pours a small circle –you’ll make it back   she says, writes on a pad kept open how seabirds will call each other over and over force their feathers   though your shadow too has taken on that phase […]

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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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