GRANT FRASER (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)
Biography of GRANT FRASER
GRANT FRASER Poems
Before Night Falls...
I can't quite describe the way they dragged those sacks of weightless carcasses
Don't turn around look back, echoes - never stop!
You need new skin don't you, something to get into...
Alive (For Aftab Alam)
Poetry's alive, but what's that other thing that eats me...
A Chore I Suppose....
I smashed a yankee candle in the bathroom, glass shattering!
I'm not sure if you feel it like I do? people go down
Poem falls on it's face, I pick it up, dust if off!
Have you ever heard of people stealing poems?
The one in your head, or so you tell me,
Out Beyond Everything...
Agitation of a sort, between flight
Orange House By The Shore
I especially remember crumbling orange broken bricks in the sun,
My True Aim Is Pluto -new-
What a shame it's just what you'd expect... As ten hundred thousand
I hit myself a few times today, on Poem-hunter, just what can I say, I wanted to look at me, not you, or him,
3 Cheap Poems
1. Solitary confinement for all those now on line, especially with names exactly
Sometimes I half imagine
your already there,
While I look away, for
seconds, as you undress,
At some point I'm ready to turn,
but not look directly...