Eric Paul Shaffer
Poems of Eric Paul Shaffer
|1.||A Festival of Crescents||5/18/2007|
|2.||Driving Up to the Poet's House||4/16/2006|
|3.||For Veronica, Instead||3/15/2006|
|5.||Lovers on Pulehu Road, Between the Sugar Mill and the Maui County Dump||7/5/2005|
|6.||Rime for Mr. Frost||7/7/2005|
|7.||She Says All Women Are Liquid||8/18/2006|
|8.||The Famous Poet's Wife||8/12/2006|
|9.||The Flying Flag: On September 11||7/22/2005|
|10.||Welcome to the Planet: A Greeting for Newborns||7/4/2005|
|11.||White Trash Landscape||2/22/2006|
|12.||Yadokari: Hermit Crab, Okinawa||11/8/2006|
White Trash Landscape
Everything is temporary. Pickets are plywood, walls aluminum,
and gardens plastic. There are no nails, only screws.
Coffee cups and ashtrays yellow through dull afternoons.
Life is narrow, cramped, and long, a ceaseless wandering
back and forth and back: kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, bathroom,
kitchen, bathroom, bathroom. There is no living room.
The TV is a cornered god, broken, blind and gaping.