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“Popcorn”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  At dusk, above the heads of   two hundred movie goers standing   bored and perhaps too politely in line,   two-thousand egg-shaped leaves   cupping ten-thousand unbuttered   white blossoms,   salting in the ocean air

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“Lot’s Wife”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

    I am the salty sea your once   amphibious daughters   called home,   and all my vital organs are here,   in Sodom.   Mother, memories, my heart.   They are packed in this place,   like … Continue reading

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“I Sought the Light”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  My heart, she said,   it goes out to you   like a pinched wick.

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“Creation Story”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

    It seems to have started as an argument.    Nothing became something, rapidly expanding   to a whole laundry list of things.   Separation and settlement followed.   Over time things cooled. Mother got her planets; Father    … Continue reading

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“Little Reminder”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  When your mother’s belly rose, I did not leave you unmoored,   but bound and docked you by umbilical cord.   And when the floodgates opened, and you washed forth like a turtle, held aloft and helpless in a … Continue reading

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“At the Creation, October 1, 1890″: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  Be just arrived.   Be Midwestern dirt under Midwestern   fingernails   puncturing the skin of a juice-heavy orange.   Be flesh of orange mist of orange before orange in sunshine of orange.   Be the light softening   the clay-lipped … Continue reading

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“Hip”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  beneath the sour apple tree   you will knob my more of tone and fin   we will bop and lie in wraps and yalp   and moan   your ribs i’ll finger like a harp   and you … Continue reading

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“Eating Disorder”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  fat black   bee with bitty   bee face   burrowing a   blood red rose   buzzing

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Know Hope: Barack Obama and the Liberal Journey

  Martin Luther King once said:   If you can’t run, walk.   If you can’t walk, crawl.   But by all means, keep moving.

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“California in 1957″: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

     Giants and Dodgers   moving west   without Ebbets Field   or Jackie Robinson   but with Jack Kerouac   and Holiday Inns   rounding third at the Pacific   and driving   not sliding   home

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“Spontaneous Buddha Nature”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

    through feathery clouds the sun opened   like the eye of an owl—   and in the sudden bullet of glare   the quicksilver breast   of a train

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“The Narcissist”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  my fist opened like a pill bug   and in my palm a pond   and i a goldfish in that pond

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“Deliverance”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  bobbing like a jug   a naked body in the river   and on its back a crow   before men were here   there were rivers   and the round eyes of birds

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“At the Border”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  Mexicali waters   sour with laundry suds   California aqueduct   white with almond buds

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“Witness”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  I’ve been told that the shore’s scattered jellyfish   are remnant tissue   from the placenta of creation   that millions of years ago out of its belly   the ocean heaved forth the mountains and the valleys—   … Continue reading

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“I Have a (Republican) Dream”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

Shimmying in the Santa Barbara sun   the scaffolding of a new ocean derick   rising like John McCain’s Venus,   Cindy   her platform Shell labeled OIL.

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“Miracle, Mystery, and Authority”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

  A brown robed friar among mission flowers.   A child spins before him.   Sun-gleaming,   dizzying the motion.   Will the heavens never stop   in their orbits and explosions?

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