Bob Hicok Poems

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1.
By Their Works

Who cleaned up the Last Supper?
These would be my people.
Maybe hung over, wanting
desperately a better job,
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2.
Other Lives And Dimensions And Finally A Love Poem

My left hand will live longer than my right. The rivers
of my palms tell me so.
Never argue with rivers. Never expect your lives to finish
at the same time. I think
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3.
Sudden Movements

My father's head has become a mystery to him.
We finally have something in common.
When he moves his head his eyes
get big as roses filled
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4.
Another Awkward Stage Of Convalescence

Drunk, I kissed the moon
where it stretched on the floor.
I'd removed happiness from a green bottle,
both sipped and gulped
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5.
The Maple

is a system of posture for wood.
A way of not falling down
for twigs that happens
to benefit birds. I don't know.
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6.
Calling Him Back From Layoff

I called a man today. After he said
hello and I said hello came a pause
during which it would have been
confusing to say hello again so I said
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7.
Epithalamium

A bee in the field. The house on the mountain
reveals itself to have been there through summer.
It's not a bee but a horse eating frosted grass
in the yawn light. Secrets, the anguish of smoke
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8.
An Old Story

It’s hard being in love
with fireflies. I have to do
all the pots and pans.
When asked to parties
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9.
Her My Body

The dog licks my hand as I worry
about the left nipple
of the woman in the bathroom.
She is drying her hair, the woman
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10.
Go Greyhound

A few hours after Des Moines
the toilet overflowed.
This wasn't the adventure it sounds.
I sat with a man whose tattoos
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