Two Poems by Ken Taylor

now voyager

about our fowls & sessile & stuck inside
chthonic cant: limping iambics: plastic
spirits & elastic feet. we strike at light
with sticks. heels struck up. wits spent.
but made you by the stars in our bones
& violence. sparrow insistence & whale
ode. 2 on a match. pulsar map & pygmy
chant. narrow probe: qua pelvis of song.

exhausting manifold bent for bow shock:
boom-shocka-locka through heliosheath.
little psalter rocking 8-track in solar wind
& packing blind willie johnson: we send
you: willful tamper of sheepdog thinking:
ultrasonic tramper: beyond our gravity.

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she relevées when she tamps down

my campaign for weakness milk spoiled
by piercing & rump of red winter wheat:
waders frame the ramp up to calving &
biomass of daydreams. steaming strives
to frothing: high-hats free-trading solos.
our barista doses every cockcrow wish:
live nude roiling & microfoam as hearts
are poured: verges broken: deliverance

looked for w/ shining. & these enemies
of the novel
are my enemies: fen, knock
box fling, spooned foam. i sing of double
pull from burr machines & drifting trouble:
animated russets to cordwood stacked for
later heat. her storming wand now lifting.

 
 
 
photo by Clinton Steeds

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Ken Taylor Ken Taylor

Ken Taylor lives in North Carolina. He is the author of the chapbook, "first the trees, now this" (Three Count Pour 2013). His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Hambone, VOLT, The Offending Adam, Blackbird, 3:AM Magazine, Berfrois, Litmus Magazine, Verse Daily, elimae, MiPOesias, Carolina Quarterly, Cloud Rodeo,The Chattahoochee Review, Birds of Lace, Southword, Posit, ARDOR, can can, Gigantic Sequins, Finery, So and So, Clade Song, and others.

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