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3/13/13

Abraham Smith

from: Only Jesus Could Icefish in Summer


13.
the crows are i am home
as in i go to the rib doctor
in taos tell him pull one
i go to the duck decoy doctor
with that no laugh
or deep breath for at
least six weeks rib north of
minneapolis tell her
whittle me a wind wanderer
i go to the glassblower md
boston by way of fayetteville
tell him blow me a dip vessel
bout the size of the pineal and i
go to the big printer makers
before you homogenize the inks
in them big expense cubes i am as in
an animal under the leaves
am the leaves for all the eye
and the leaves ain't worth
thinking about since milton so
mind if i siphon a bag of
your rawest finest so
so home in crow as in yard chicken
eggs for breakfast
them yokes blood orange
they candle the heart
them kids five things
every morning
lamb duck mama to plastic waa waa lion train


15.
does not ardor dog
does beat with yours pure
two too soft bob tank apples
the hairs shook absenting
everything from a fleeing
tax o' dermal deer
that slim leaf rock boat loll
light grows old
so charged with milk so breakable
gun powder water
tank was a bucket on the second storey thank you
some things you don't touch water
cares
for you
those old plastic sack apples
psalm solo on the slip knot too


Abraham Smith hails from Ladysmith, Wisconsin. His poetry collections--via Action Books--are Only Jesus Could Icefish in Summer (forthcoming, 2014); Hank (2010); and Whim Man Mammon (2007). His reading highlights include stints at the Academy of American Poets' Rooftop Reading Series and Opium Magazine's Literary Death Match. He is the recipient of fellowships from the Fine Arts Work Center, Provincetown, MA, and the Alabama State Council on the Arts. Smith winters as Instructor of English at University of Alabama; Smithy summers as farmhand (Farmall tractor rider) on Hawks' Highland Farm.

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