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a red
rainbow
on my
screen

a book
open
(Sloterdijk’s
Globes)

the Son
behind
the sun

the sun
on the wood
of my table

a coaster
rimmed
with gold

a sweating
Diet Coke
in a green
glass

a couple
of pencils
shimmering gray
like eyeshade

a sprig
of wilting
purple
gladiola
in a vase

5:37 p.m.
7/24/2019

the sun
on my
neck

the sun
unwraps
its horned
nightshades
and commands
their heavy
throats
hang

Son’s
net-
works

veins under
the skin
of the dark

call
see
knock!

a chandelier
glows
in the dark

sun
the door
of the dark
where we
ark
arc
are
a part

a gold
tree
hidden
by the sun

seen
when
it sings

seen
when
the self
disappears

when
it sings

a door
opens
on gold
tendrils

an eye
opens
on a
gold
poem

the poem
sticks
to the
tree and
forgets

sticks
to the
tree
and re-
members

 

 

 


Robert Fernandez is the author of the poetry collections We Are Pharaoh (Canarium), Pink Reef (Canarium), and Scarecrow (Wesleyan). He is co-translator of Azure (Wesleyan), a book of poems by Stéphane Mallarmé. Poems are recent or forthcoming in Bennington Review, Dreginald, and The Nation. www.robert-fernandez.com

 


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