It wasn’t until we left the casinothat I began Begging Lessons. Even now, my lips won’t speak to each other.Trying to decide on sole or flounder. The harbor sloshes in pearly galoshes.The air, thick. The bathroom door sticks. Tuesday relaxes in its smoking jacket.Giving fire a haircut. Listening to “The Cuckoo” by Respighi,I depend on […]
Author: Jeffrey Cyphers Wright
Jeffrey Cyphers Wright is a publisher, critic, eco-activist, impresario, and artist, best known as a New Romantic, Surrealist poet. He is author of 17 books of verse, including Blue Lyre from Dos Madres Press and Party Everywhere from Xanadu. Recent poetry is in New American Writing, Sensitive Skin, Posit, and Big City Lit. Wright formerly ran Cover Magazine for 15 years. He is a Contributing Editor to Local Knowledge Magazine and reading series. He has hosted numerous events in New York at La Mama, KGB Lit Bar, and Howl! Happening. Art and literary criticism appear in ArtNexus and American Book Review. Currently he publishes Live Mag!, a journal of art and poetry. He’s a Kathy Acker Award winner for poetry and publishing, winner of Theater for the New City’s poetry contest, two-time Pushcart Prize nominee, and two-time artist-in-residence at eMediaLoft.
www.jeffreycypherswright.com
BY ALL MEANS
Even grass prays for meaning, eachblade marrying dirt and light. The moon inches up, confessingto both envy and lust. We spoke for an hourabout giving ourselves assignments without getting permission.July. Persimmons are in season. Red wine and blue smoke.Steve Cannon has left the building. The sky is lost in a purple robe.The bells of St. […]
Come On Now
Evening stoops under its sodden shawl. A siren broods; its caterwaul snarling over blackened roofs. Someone’s on the run. Wet tires whisper to Avenue C. “I’m lost without you,” they swear. I wanted to be a matador in Manhattan, dancing with horns. I wanted to be a genie smoking in your coat of arms. While […]
