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Robert Gibbons

Seventeenth Day of Spring

Rare indigo on the water. The blue-black of some African skin. Swan a pillow on nest bed surrounded by water. Sunrise at 6:17 a salmon egg. It must be the indigo makes me think of the black wine of France, our trek to the cave of Pech-Merle. I buy a bottle, but don't drink it, store it in the makeshift cellar. That night my wife tells me she wants to talk with a woman in a dream standing by the riverbank. She walks over to her, & placing her hands in the dirt sings a beautiful hymn of praise to the earth, to the river, to the other woman. They turn together & walk away from the river leaving permanent footprints like those we saw in the cave.

That Indigo

That same indigo becomes an invitation to the dead. Yeats drops by stooping over his latest poem in the dream, the one he's writing right now, dipping his pen in the India ink I told my student I still had a well of in my desk at school. Yeats at our house. Writing. No time to look up. Head down over the magic writing pad. Presses pen point between lips, his blue lips. When it's over I realize all the pictures of him were in a suit, & though photographed in black & white, I saw the clothes dark blue. Yeats visiting our house late Sunday night, April 9th, 2000. Writing.

Small Caps & Nasdaq Slip in Thin Trading

Dark grey sea like the pin-striped suit sitting next to me. White caps, his hair. Rain, letters, or figures in The Wall Street Journal. This stern Nor'easter, less threatening than even one contestant in the rat race. No information valuable enough to take with him, he leaves the paper behind in his seat. I pick it up & fold it under the soaked cover of my canvas bag hoping to keep any wit in my poems dry.

Biography

Biography Current sites with my work: Conspire @ http://www.conspire.org; The Fox in the Snow @ http://www.aopoetry.com/mepoets.html; Gargoyle Daily @ http://www.gargoyledaily.org; Niederngasse @ http://www.niederngasse.com; & pith @ http://www.pith.net. My third print chapbook of prose poems, This Vanishing Architecture, is forthcoming from Innerer Klang Press, Charlestown, MA, USA @ InnererKlang@aol.com. Brief History of Erotic Gesture, my first online chapbook, is forthcoming from Linnaean Street @ http://www.linnaeanstreet.com. I have online work forthcoming in: Cauldron & Net @ http://www.studiocleo.com/cauldron; Frank @ http://www.gyoza.com/frank/; & Tatlin's Tower @ http://www.tatlinstower.com. Archived work is in The Drunken Boat @ http://www.thedrunkenboat.com. (fall & winter, 2000) & Exquisite Corpse @ http://www.corpse.org (issue 8), & The Literary Review @ http://webdelsol.com/tlr/fa99/gibbons.htm.

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