Max Reif Poems

I am a part of this Humanity
caught between the angels and the apes.
In the grid of my own life
all my weaknesses ambush me,
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Amid the flickering
shadows of the world,
the tapestry that has
no substance, but is
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I've visited a paradise or two,
or made them, with a few brave, kindred souls.
But something always seemed to go askew;
each house of Vision's brick was pocked with holes.
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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.
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An obese young woman, dressed
as the thin girl she wants to be

leaves me wondering
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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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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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You have to get
from point A
to point B
in my mind
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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
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