Tag Archives: Neil Ellman

Will We Ever Get From Stones

(after the drawing by Larry Rivers) What will we ever get from stones but silence? Not the songs of a mockingbird on a branch or of the ocean crashing against the shore, but the wisdom of a fir with moss … Continue reading

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Horse Cadaver

(after the etching from The War by Otto Dix) The first to die legs cut off at their knees machine guns aiming low the horses fall fodder for bullets groaning anthems of defeat in the desolation of the battlefield like … Continue reading

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The Science of Laziness

(after the painting by Frank Stella) It grows on a Petri dish. It moves slowly on cilia feet. It can be captured in the eye of a microscope, measured, defined, given a Latinate name. It evolves. Paleontologists find it in … Continue reading

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The Effect of Higgs Bosons on a Flower

It disintegrates (we as well) a chrysanthemum colliding at faster-than- the-speed of light a moment in the spring you and I curving around the sun almost touch a breach in time consumes itself (we as well) our moment gone the … Continue reading

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Whispers from the Dead

Messages from the dead Say so little Whisper Sweet sentences Shuffling sounds I can’t begin There is so little time Even mine Whatever you think You say You loved me I can’t remember When the past at all Consider My … Continue reading

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August 1

The first day of August A month of palms And rotting fruit Slow desperation When life flows Like lava to the sea The sky dripping blazing stars And hydrangea As I drip days In this season of burdens False promises … Continue reading

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Anagram

How suddenly the face Descends into an anagram Of unshaped words Indifferent Condescending Yielding all at once The oblique glance The lifted brow and then The corners of the mouth Turned up As if to charm As if to care … Continue reading

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