Poetry

The Book Burner, the Sleeper and the Stalking Womb

The Book Burner, the Sleeper and the Stalking Womb

Details Date: 2011 (Composed between 2007-2011) Run Time: 3.1 Hours Published by: Stag Records Download: Internet Archive The Book Burner, the Sleeper, and the Stalking Womb by Tom Fahy Between storms in a wooden chair in tall grass, your hair drying, wisps in the wind, I watch from within the circumference of willow roots,...
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See You In Sheol

Worlds do die, necessarily, by agency of their parasites who with lances for reverence swing, pad larders, pack troves, defend unwinsome broods, toothy hordes, bowlegged ciphers; while down on them bear the White Reasoning Devils, with razor-sharp jawbones, prepared with will to crimp iron in their fists, to rob of light and to pot...
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Keeping a sort of watch on sails by night…

There is a spirituality about this place, and about the time... Christmas... that does tend to make one a little bit melancholy. And one thinks of one's friends and family, and you know that they're thinking of you. And the sense of separation is somehow increased by the loneliness.
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Mr. Williams, can you tell me, simply, what poetry is?

Mr. Williams, can you tell me, simply, what poetry is?

(Q. Mr. Williams, can you tell me, simply, what poetry is? A. Well . . . I would say that poetry is language charged with emotion. It’s words, rhythmically organized . . . A poem is a complete little universe. It exists separately. Any poem that has worth expresses the whole life of the...
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Time passing light.

Time passing light.

Car engines pass and slowly the air becomes still again. Music soft touches cheeks. Filters through rooms, gently pausing to watch it fill with light.
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1987

1987

The eBook Edition of 1987 by Tom Fahy is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. “1987,” a collection of prose and narrative poetry, had a brief incarnation as “It Went Up In Flames,” (Orchard Park Press, 2011). The former title has been revised and expanded… Purchase Link: Lulu.com (Feb. ’12) List...
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Madrid

Madrid

Woke up sweating ate a croissant got dressed under duvet
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The North Wind (Velour et Crochet)

The North Wind (Velour et Crochet)

Craftsbury, no-man’s land, on a plateau above birch forests, an empty commons, men carrying axes, women with children in rotting papooses. A hard, fast drive east to 91, 91 to 55, 55 to 10, 10 over the St. Lawrence into old, old, OLD Montreal … She says, “I have to keep my options open...
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Two New Haiku

(FOOTER) Another night spent alone and pondering this abstract thought and woe she sits in her small living museum – every thing with a meaning a purpose for just existing in its space. Thick tights and a jumper dress keep her warm. A messy hair-do and painted nails. Halfway ready for anything. She ponders...
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resolution 36

nights i didn’t sleep, mornings i didn’t wake days resolved to that or this nights absolved of what i did promises i didn’t keep, vows i didn’t make this or that dissolved to days by numbered hands and counted ways wait the new year’s fate it’s unattached to this or that my hidden hands...
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