Author: A S J Tessimond

Clothes: to compose The furtive, lone Pillar of bone To some repose. To let hands shirk Utterance behind A pocket’s […]

Wouldn’t you say, Wouldn’t you say: one day, With a little more time or a little more patience, one might […]

One day people will touch and talk perhaps Easily, And loving be natural as breathing and warm as Sunlight, And […]

Ice-cold fear has slowly decreased As my bones have grown, my height increased. Though I shiver in snow of dreams, […]

We are a people living in shells and moving Crablike; reticent, awkward, deeply suspicious; Watching the world from a corner […]

The birch tree in winter Leaning over the secret pool Is Narcissus in love With the slight white branches, The […]

The sun, a heavy spider, spins in the thirsty sky. The wind hides under cactus leaves, in doorway corners. Only […]

Acknowledge the drum’s whisper. Yield to its velvet Nudge. Cut a slow air- Curve. Then dip (hip to hip): Sway, […]

This is not Love, perhaps, Love that lays down its life, That many waters cannot quench, Nor the floods drown, […]

Architects plant their imagination, weld their poems on rock, Clamp them to the skidding rim of the world and anchor […]

1 (Windless Summer) Between the glass panes of the sea are pressed Patterns of fronds, and the bronze tracks of […]

Light’s patterns freeze: Frost on our faces. Light’s pollen sifts Through the lids of our eyes… Light sinks and rusts […]

“Why can’t you say what you mean straight out in prose?” Well, say it yourself: then say “It’s that, but […]

We expected the violin’s finger on the upturned nerve; Its importunate cry, too laxly curved: And you drew us an […]

I, after difficult entry through my mother’s blood And stumbling childhood (hitting my head against the world); I, intricate, easily […]

Suddenly, desperately I thought, “No, never In millions of minutes Can I for one second Calm-leaving my own self Like […]

Light drunkenly reels into shadow; Blurs, slurs uneasily; Slides off the eyeballs: The segments shatter. Tree-branches cut arc-light in ragged […]

The tube lift mounts, sap in a stem, And blossoms its load, a black, untidy rose. The fountain of the […]

Under the lips and limbs, the embraces, faces, Under the sharp circumference, the brightness, Under the fence of shadows, Is […]

Blame us for these who were cradled and rocked in our chaos; Watching our sidelong watching, fearing our fear; Playing […]