Wednesday, January 25, 2012

A Simple Introduction

So , here I am quite late to the show. Dear readers, of this blog, til now you have had William Frank's unadulterated Graces, but now I have finally committed to this thing called "blog". Such an awful word, really... Will have to work on that, won't we? It fits that my first entry will include my latest poem:


paperpink; paperwhite

…this morning I left you this note, for fear of waking you,
on a slip of pink paper
that curled up, as it was torn from a greater whole,
“because I wanted to kiss your foot, so delicate, as it dangled (so delicate)
off the bed,
but did not for fear of waking you…”

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…and you should know that I thought of you this afternoon,
despite the hectic traffic of the pending trays, the careful crediting
and debiting in bilateral accounts…

And my sole regret was that the flowers I left with you were only half as lovely you…


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Thank You,
d w Stojek

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Panjandrum Poetry Series: Time of Gallesbee Run

Time of Gallesbee Run

The moon bets on the racing horses,
the love of a woman goes home
because he's fond of all things courses
and she with the stars sees none.

Tickets blow round all things lost
and I lean on the rail for the sky,
the dawn has the fire that the wheel downcast
and while I wage rush by.

Aft round the bend and larking behind
with the color and horns of the meet
the Gate now closed the ruin and blind
all speed with the run and the fleet
into the silence of the street,
the snowfall of the night.

~William Frank