Tryst Feature Poet John Sweet

poem as a noose

moonlight in the
room of hanged men

the names of poets
nailed to tongues

this will be my anti-war poem
i say
and the woman beside me laughs

shows me the scars
that her father gave her and
the ones left by her boyfriend

asks me to kiss them
she believes in empty gestures

asks me to read what
i've written

says nothing when i
tell her it doesn't matter

ŠJohn Sweet 2002

Featured Poetry
stealing the title to atwood's notes towards a poem that can never be written
the body dissected and the cancer laid bare, (later)
building something darker in the ruins of the human cathedral
a cold spring afternoon in the world of darker truths
the poet runs out of words
number 29, 1950, second attempt
the collapse of the human cathedral: a premonition
to starve in a house we call home
a footnote to the season of rust

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