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Reading Spicer’s After Lorca Thinking About Jonas and Wieners

by Joseph Torra


in Boston
it doesn’t snow the way it used to

January nothing
day after dirty gray day

damp worse than freezing
sentences spoken drone

tired lips wounded
street any body stumbles

down raw-knuckled
among rubble a dream-bird

posts a sign on a rusty wrought-iron fence
reads WINTER: Everyone Welcome

to skate on thin black ice
barefoot, knife through my tongue

drown
come back snow flake—

purposeful grave
unchained senses coax

chilled-landscape late-night-walk-talk
snow’s perishable bank

    naked cold
warmed by open fire

 

Boston native Joseph Torra edits lift. His recent chapbook is titled 16 Paintings. His poems have appeared in various magazines, including Talisman and NRG. (1992)


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