Brian Minniear


Brian Minniear Poems

1. Primatus 6/14/2014
2. The Illusive Dim 6/15/2014
3. Lament Of The Flockless Shepherd 6/15/2014
4. Paresthesia And Sleep 6/15/2014
5. Septuple 6/15/2014
6. Box Maker 6/15/2014
7. Era 6/17/2014
8. Unaccountable, Such As This 6/17/2014
9. Derivations 6/17/2014
10. Float, Not Fall 6/17/2014
11. Places 6/17/2014
12. Two 6/17/2014
13. Haiku 6/17/2014
14. Silhouetting 6/17/2014
15. Precessions 6/17/2014
16. Not Unlike God 6/17/2014
17. In Threes 6/17/2014
18. Copula 6/17/2014
19. I Prog 6/17/2014
20. Redoubt: A Second Perspective On Cellophane Vantages 6/17/2014
21. Swells Up 6/17/2014
22. These Riparian Thresholds 6/17/2014
23. Teeter-Totter 6/17/2014
24. Inconceivable 6/17/2014
25. Defeat 6/17/2014
26. A Prism Of Water 6/17/2014
27. Necessity 6/17/2014
28. Passage 6/17/2014
29. Having Never 6/17/2014
30. Mispronunciations 6/17/2014
31. What We Learn From Reality 6/17/2014
32. The Feet Of Babel 6/17/2014
33. Event 6/17/2014
34. Impact And Resonance 6/17/2014
35. Picnic Table Iv 6/17/2014
36. Asymptotic Freedom 11/8/2014
37. Primacy 6/14/2014
Best Poem of Brian Minniear

Primacy

I have this nightmare of dawn
Transfixing nigh ever, save the most recessed pallor
And her deliberate texture and dimension in implacable revelation are won

In the same manner of fashion that lightning is misunderstood:
It longs not for the warm embrace of substance or sentry,
But in the exigencies of volatile elegance
Seeks only to arrive.

Ramified by circumstance.

So, at long last, certain things are apparent -
The fabled cities, loved ones, and meanings in translation we've lost
Continue to search the absence unknowingly for us
As, to them, it ...

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Paresthesia And Sleep

When cheeks are zipped open
And demons are pulled from the neck
Screaming, working out the past tenses of these nouns
As the whistling room turns

The only real reason to rouse, weeping
Her outstretched arms asking to be held
What was whispered
What was whispered

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