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HORIZON ZEBRA OFFER
bandaged tent. Phantoms form
lanterns.
Shape of
hoping
finds you
stunt
crooned.
But sea
humming
fingers to repair thought.
Cowlick echoes
should some-
times open
ordinary
illumination
nightlong
over
bickering
legs. This
compass
tastes
like
luck.
Dust
has posed
for picar-
esque or
puritan
Picasso.
Florida
under-
neath?
MAYAN HAY(NA)KUS
1
I:
id as
sod for red
bell game. Ball work.
2
O
is an
eye? Sun. Pun.
3
A
do on
the run. Oil.
Rain rant, snow muss.
4
I
am, an
aim. Arm and
5
A,
an. No
the. Was one.
6
I
am, to
(and for?) you
cure? Nyet: ears, cars.
7
X,
be ax
for his has-
been beak-ache onus.
8
I
on me:
who has its
will? Will take mine?
[Note: The Hay(na)ku was invented
by Filipina-American poet Eileen R. Tabios. The Mayan Hay(na)ku is
a variation invented by Maya Mason Fink.]
BULL
MERCY SPIRAL OF
nation notion:
glow ball vice
presides.
Thought freeze:
throng ruin. From the
dad of our foundling,
mean
moan. Labor at
our breast
must
abandon the equal. This
second
lathering, across the
genie, proper
varmint
prospers long. Ermine
stain
reaffirming a yesterday
when our
rinds were fierce.
Lint on
members He owns a
pope concession. Few
venerations
advance credit. Welding
debt
to worn
wit, crown
oaf
pisses
expansion.
“And I will
strike to heal.”
Grunts wheels
of inevitable.
No cue to void inflated
limit.
Rice will not impose. Retirement
shavings. Torn weave together—
a bum
hinge. We will deafen
ourselves. By clicking a
succulent correlation,
will you requite the descent
tree? Exile sees you. Am
vital:
inter.
Vehement
feathers
require
detergent choir.
What school
builds an owner?
Poems on this page © Thomas Fink 2005-2006

Thomas Fink, Professor of English at City University of New
York--LaGuardia, is the author of three books of poetry, including AFTER
TAXES (Marsh Hawk, 2004), and two books of criticism. His paintings
hang in various collections. His work has recently appeared in
Verse, Talisman, Shampoo, Chicago Review, and Jacket.
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