Issue 4: Mitch Corber
Veiled moon over Vaporous Valley
a myth of impeccable depth
Hasty cookies cornstarch
Imagine the explosive hose
a yawning lawn of
early dawning songbirds
Indoors I shun a one-way weekend binge
for the twinge of meditation
Creaky cabinets of look-and-ye-shall
Catching cod in a leaky canoe
Tossing odd tributes to liquid Neptune
Easy lifeboat throat of
in their particular pose
throw a rosy glow
Geiger counter passes over
the patient’s prone body.
I hustle a Monday summit
up a seasonable mountainside,
tipping my hand to the landfill
An errant gesture snookered in that drinkable
prayer sheer myrrh the drowse and woozy eyes
of fried colic receding a fleeting tooth in tender
loincloth moth-eaten thistles pursed lips
Each will work a turned ear tweaked by
unimpeachable promise the long sighs
shy in the pocket of locked and guarded goods
holding fast till the last laugh traffics back
You’re first to swerve off the railing roped
to an old hope a happy lapse a feathered
whether-or-not clot in the throat tendered
when the base blend of lyric & tune assumes
A Hundred Tongues
A hundred tongues lead me to steer
the impossible far-gone conclusions of a sleuth
chewing on a clue. In turning an inner ear
to the serious nature of plates,
A fluffy pink arousal is a cotton-candy dancer.
A mordant everlasting is a faster buck untendered.
Zones moan a stasis, rot-got-yer-tongue.
Tumultuous minutes of a popular clock
The feeble and the senile in a circle.
A terrible sucking attenuation.
I’ve watched my insomnia breed a block
of theaters, wished my restless fiber
So I’ve softened expectations lately,
a scale hovering on a number. Fumbling,
I’ve fastened “laughed at” to my magic strap.
A hinge of shyest flavors infiltrates
Heavens erupt to the sumptuous past.
Museums are leaning to historicize.
Slinky tiger catlicks his claws
hogging all the best kill.
Teeth seem straighter when they smile.
Awardee of the New York Foundation for the Arts and producer of Poetry Thin Air Cable Show, Mitch Corber has read throughout NYC. He founded the Thin Air Video Poetry DVD Archives which include Ginsberg, Corso, Ashbery, Di Prima, and Cage. He's appeared in Columbia Poetry Review, Nedge, Mirage and tight.
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