Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
Poet fingernails draw fine lines lovingly revealed by the welshman ‘…understand death shall not have what death shall not understand…’ another poet wondered what it is love (about death he knew) and where and how much love does one really Continue reading Poet fingernails by L.J. DeVries
do not fall down part I & part II I this here / these schooled hours / this brief night of no hearing and Continue reading do not fall down by L.J. DeVries
Temple of the Dog remember both dog & deity hereafter Lord agreed whilst all nations safely sedated Creation would demonstrate itself from corners afar in the Scripture before the temple afterwards after the fact the dog smells decline in Continue reading Temple of the Dog by L.J. DeVries
Not common blood (for Willem Schoorstra, novelist) As it occured to John Wayne, outlaw by profession, words are always dry goods: ‘…so girl wet my lips with whiskey … the holy water…’ Forum, a word. Common blood is not what Continue reading Not common blood by L.J. DeVries
The Warrior’s homecoming song Stand down grimness comrades Step aside the forsaken battleground Mob to whom I sing here en masse behold I reveal to you as individuals heaven is a common experience Paradise masses share Hell is however a Continue reading The Warrior’s homecoming song by L.J. DeVries
Rothko’s Red Too many in a day Material and immaterial Color galore Outflank the ruling palette Head thrown back an ominous sniff Beloved painter Divide onward Red violet Black yellow Blue magenta Green saffron Maroon and white Delicate on grand Continue reading Rothko’s Red by L.J. DeVries
Bloodrose Nightpath forbidden Rebirth of the original morning light Amongst undergrowth Akin to our unbeing Breathes out A disdain for the human soul Nightpath forbidden Daylight has ripened Amongst the undergrowth Warm blood seeks For a path through trampled soil Continue reading Bloodrose by L.J. DeVries