First Bite: An Autumn Triparshva (Side 2)

First Bite Side 2 CLK

[photograph by Cindy Keong]

nightfall
grandfather’s stories flicker
in the flames

GN

*

we observe the animal
spines unusually fluid

AM

*

the dam
in full bloom
he feels no pulse

CK

*

sunburnt skin and sweat
beneath him

JB

*

not wanting
to show my heart
this first morning

GN

*

she tries too hard
with bar stool French

AM

*

on the second bottle
a surge
of waves

CK

*

a long walk home
breathing steam into her v neck

JB

*

still cold —
the moon lengthens
my stride

GN

*

a child could measure
and die, like the leaves

AM

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5 Comments

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5 responses to “First Bite: An Autumn Triparshva (Side 2)

  1. nice…my fav is the one with the grandfather’s stories flickering
    in the flames…brought back some nice childhood memories

  2. really strong and sexy. love it.
    CK – the second bottle – always never a mistake …

  3. The first stanza made me recall the stories ‘the uncles’ used to tell us as children…a fond memory revived…thanks1

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