Anodyne
Friday, October 22, 2004
 
Three new John Latta poems here

"Gap-tooth’d and blue, I
Dive the slurry stretches of
Sky, sky myself and goatish.
I want a minstrelsy wench.
I want a slender Russian
Apple-picker to chuck green
Granny Smiths at me, beginning
With a zhili byli, one
Way to momentarily lock up
A sizeable piece of continuum..."

- posted by cjb @ 10:32 AM


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