My book
desolation : souvenir was published in early February by Omnidawn Publishing, and there was a publication event at Moe's Books in Berkeley. The book is available at stores includng Moe's and directly from Omnidawn, Small Press Distribution, and Amazon.com, among others. Thanks very much to Rusty Morrison and Ken Keegan.
Peter Burghardt's video of me reading: (
http://vimeo.com/39803278)
Small Press Distribution:
www.spdbooks.org.
Here are four pages of the of the 50-page title poem:
the taste of me is you
father is language
mother
its meaning
life is a sentence
death is
past time
the parents are aged
by the
death of their child
but her future is secure
earth
speaks trees
each clearing has its thicket
mind its
maze
her death is their pastime
too
short a life to discover
the shadows in a fire
what
future did she imagine
no time even
to
witness a change of fashion
no logic to the senses
if this can happen
everything
will
we’ll miss the gods we were
shadows
cut from sun
after light trespasses
it
stands in the room
death’s on death’s bed
myth
holds a candle
you can feel the end
breathing
through the ceiling
earth draws the final line
we’re
knee-deep in language
must travel to infinity
to see
your daughter’s eyes
the taste of me is you
the song is called an ‘air’
the
weight of earth is speaking
the loss of each word massive
dead
flowers, living grave
so poorly loved
now dearly understood
our friend of the hours lost
no
desert to cross to save you
we were two of you
&
you were time aching
so sweet it’s almost suffering
the
ghost of us is passing
eternity really means it
we’ll fiercely live forever
we who
still remember
the bee inside a flower
we let
the moon run
because it is old
and half
underwater
have faith and you’ll eat dove
in a
dark corner of china
its freshly chopped feet
rolling
in the broth
life is all the facts
at the
speed of attention
destiny’s souvenirs
are
inexpensively purchased
a pair of stone scissors
whatever
calls out shining
children pretend
to die
come to
life again, delighted
Labels: desolation : souvenir, Omnidawn Publishing, Paul Hoover, Peter Burghardt, poetry