Dramatic Poetry
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it was a day like any
it was a day like anythrough the upstairs hallway most of the afternoon had passedall the doors out of the daylit hours remained closedin the time behind one of those closed doors i sleptread studied wrote talked to myself sleptthen the habit of the years was brokenas the late afternoon sun litthe hallway through a Continue reading
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we watched
we watchedthat starless moonless horizon riseup like a curtainthe slow fade of the night i’d have rather watched the slow dawn from the preshow dark in the theatrewe watched the slow daybreak go up the plain as a stage revealeda set furnishedacross with chevaux de frise 1 with a few trees their historiestheir futures in Continue reading
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yard dog
yard dogopen your eyesopen the full measure of sorrow that isthe touch of basset in youthat sorrow will neither increaseto your eyes norwhen you gallop up the driveway bark joyat the return of the car that carried awaythe bossman the wife the son the daughterwhen you run and leap the happy lab in youin circles Continue reading
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all around us moonbeams spark
all around us moonbeams sparkoff cannons wheeled round the battlementslate window light by late window light behind us goes out the castle keep darkens up and goes slowly to sleepand now light unscriptedheaven’s light the light of helllight from the world that was and from the world that is to come light light in the Continue reading
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in his voice i hear
in his voice i hearneither amazement nor fear as he glances again at that soul that ignites into the image of his previous kingit’s the same light he saw the night beforethere’s no funeral attendancein his attitude as he watches the specter move across the battlements like a torch that lights the bedchamber of the Continue reading
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between that place
between that placewhen the light that litinto the specter of the deadking extinguishedand that place when that lightthat lit into that shadereignitedmarcellus leaneddown on his hands on the parapet peeredinto the horizontal abyss of the east i swearhe saw through a blind man’sdarkness that night like he sawthrough every horizonsaw all the way to norway Continue reading
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no mirror windows
no mirror windows no walls of shatterproof glass no clear plexi cubicle where a guard sits watches the hall where the stream of elementary kids meetsbecomes the river of students in middle school it’s just a school corridor you look down to a down eyed girl and sheshe never even looks up at youelementary she’s Continue reading
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the clock’s hands had climbed
the clock’s hands had climbedto the top of my time piecebarefoot silent we’d stepped up the spiral stairs to the top of the rampartmarcellus looked out over the parapet all i saw was how dark it was oh and i saw him listen all i heardwas how the night walked silent like it wore ox Continue reading
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