Francis Santaquilani


Francis Santaquilani Poems

121. Regrets 11/14/2005
122. Road Kill 3/19/2007
123. Routine 3/11/2007
124. Sailing On 1/24/2006
125. Sanctuary 3/16/2007
126. Save The Peacock 3/8/2007
127. Scars 8/28/2007
128. Scrape, Scrape, Scrape 3/16/2008
129. Scrape, Scrape, Scrape 2 3/16/2008
130. Scullers 10/30/2005
131. She Sees 7/30/2007
132. She Spies 12/11/2005
133. Sin Is In 10/18/2005
134. Since They'Re Here 2/21/2007
135. Skinny Girl 1/22/2006
136. Sleight Of Mind 1/3/2007
137. Slow Motion 10/11/2005
138. Snowflakes 3/6/2007
139. So Much More Than Just Black 12/28/2008
140. Sons 11/20/2005
141. Spook Machine 7/30/2007
142. Still 11/23/2005
143. Strike 7/21/2007
144. Summer Child 11/3/2005
145. Sunday Morning 12/21/2008
146. Sunday Morning Drive 10/16/2005
147. Sunday Night 10/18/2005
148. Supper 3/14/2007
149. Taken Out 2/21/2007
150. Talking 11/13/2005
151. Tannenbaum 1/3/09 1/5/2009
152. Tap, Tap, Tap 3/6/2007
153. That Nothing 2/22/2007
154. That Window? 12/30/2008
155. The 1: 15 10/14/2005
156. The End Of Good Cheer 7/27/2007
157. The Mountain 1/22/2006
158. The Soldiers 10/14/2005
159. There You Are 10/12/2005
160. Thinking Of You 8/4/2007
Best Poem of Francis Santaquilani

We Are Tigers

We are tigers.
You are the larger one.
I warred against your whirl,
Then billowed to your bite.
Now I measure the force
Of your affection for me
In pounds per square inch.

That last day,
Before you carried me away,
That bad and good day,
The last day I thought of nothing
Swept horizontal:
Tall grass fanned my neck,
Half sleep was plump,
Clouds for clouds sake slid over me.
The day sank to my knees
And crawled with me in tow.

By your teeth
And your spin
The void fell away.
The day sped to a smudge
And clouds ...

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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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