Max Reif Poems

When a new woman enters my life,
the time comes to introduce her
to the python of personal history
that I keep around as a pet.
...

An obese young woman, dressed
as the thin girl she wants to be

leaves me wondering
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The sun does not seem to get discouraged,
it has risen and set more than 2,000 times
since that day the world we knew ended,
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At 3 o'clock this afternoon
right here in this ring,
the poet will be wrestling
with his editor
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You have to get
from point A
to point B
in my mind
...

I went forth this morning on a road
never traveled before, in a world
not yet dipped in Time's waters. I return
in the traffic and the exhaust, scarcely able
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I sit in the garden
of the Sunflower Cafe',
here in Sonoma, California,
listening to the slow
...

The trees were angels this morning,
seeming to bend their variegated boughs
to bestow benediction upon my weary brow
as I walked out my front door,
...

The trap door opened.
I fell into the pit.

After ten days,
...

The moon exploded
over our hill tonight

and quickly floated
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