Thomas Lux
Poems of Thomas Lux
| 1. | "I Love You Sweatheart" | 1/13/2003 |
| 2. | A Kiss | 1/13/2003 |
| 3. | A Library Of Skulls | 1/13/2003 |
| 4. | A Little Tooth | 1/13/2003 |
| 5. | Gorgeous Surfaces | 1/13/2003 |
| 6. | He Has Lived In Many Houses | 1/13/2003 |
| 7. | Henry Clay's Mouth | 1/13/2003 |
| 8. | Lucky | 1/13/2003 |
| 9. | Marine Snow At Mid-Depths And Down | 1/13/2003 |
| 10. | Motel Seedy | 1/13/2003 |
| 11. | Refrigerator, 1957 | 1/13/2003 |
| 12. | The Man Into Whose Yard You Should Not Hit Your Ball | 1/13/2003 |
| 13. | The Road That Runs Beside The River | 1/13/2003 |
| 14. | Torn Shades | 1/13/2003 |
| 15. | Unlike, For Example, The Sound Of A Riptooth Saw | 1/13/2003 |
| 16. | Virgule | 1/13/2003 |
Gorgeous Surfaces
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master
pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls,
the wrist-twist
squeezes of cream from the tube
to the tart, sweet bleak sugarwork, needlework
toward the perfect lace doily
where sit the bone-china teacups, a little maze
of meaning maybe in their arrangement
sneaky obliques, shadow