Francis Santaquilani


Francis Santaquilani Poems

41. December 21st 12/10/2008
42. Decree 2/23/2007
43. Dinner With The Daddy 3/18/2007
44. Distance 7/28/2007
45. Distraction 3/8/2007
46. Dogwood 3/16/2008
47. Dry 3/8/2007
48. E.D. 10/10/2005
49. Either Way 12/9/2005
50. Engine 12/28/2009
51. Epitaph 3/5/2007
52. Falcon 3/22/2007
53. Falconer 8/8/2007
54. False Fireflies 12/18/2008
55. Family Portrait 10/10/2005
56. Fantasy 3/12/2007
57. Faux 3/14/2007
58. Favorite 7/11/2007
59. Feast 2/15/2010
60. Flinch 2/9/2010
61. Flower 10/17/2005
62. From Nowhere A Crow 12/29/2008
63. Games 2/17/2010
64. Gasp 3/22/2007
65. Gift 2/12/2010
66. Glide 7/13/2007
67. Good Times 7/11/2007
68. Goth Girls 7/21/2007
69. Haiku 7: 20 A.M. 2/24/2010
70. Haiku 9/11 10/10/2005
71. Haiku Apollo 1 2/6/2010
72. Haiku Autumn 12/11/2008
73. Haiku Noon 2/24/2010
74. Haiku Numb 3/3/2010
75. Haiku Rage 1/13/2010
76. Haiku Red 12/10/2008
77. Hallmark 12/7/2008
78. Happy As Ever 3/20/2008
79. Hateku 2/19/2010
80. Hawku 3/2/2010
Best Poem of Francis Santaquilani

Sailing On

He's in this room?

He's not being rocked
Side to side.
He's so pale.
He was so brown and
Often red. Strange
To not see him under
The sun, moon and stars.

A white blanket over him.
White sheets under him.
His head floats on a white pillow
Like a fish head on a cushion of
The whitest sea foam.
All of its color washed out to sea.

The wrinkles on his face and neck
And the crinkles around his eyes
Seem ironed out by this artificial light.

His mouth is closed, and
Not singing
To compete with the gulls
And the ...

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Family Portrait

It's the juxtaposition,
Eugene,
That made the photo.
The juxtaposition
You never considered,
Even as she dangled
Like raw meat
On a hook
In your periphery

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