Campbell McGrath Poems
|3.||Releasing the Sherpas||10/11/2017|
|6.||Charlie Parker (1950)||10/11/2017|
|9.||Pentatina for Five Vowels||10/11/2017|
|10.||EMILY AND WALT||10/11/2017|
|11.||Joseph Brodsky In Venice (1981)||3/5/2014|
|12.||Shopping For Pomegranates At Wal-Mart On New Year's Day||3/9/2012|
|13.||The Human Heart||3/9/2012|
|14.||The Prose Poem||12/13/2011|
|15.||Nights On Planet Earth||12/13/2011|
|16.||An Irish Word||12/13/2011|
|17.||Hemingway Dines On Boiled Shrimp And Beer||1/20/2003|
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Hemingway Dines On Boiled Shrimp And Beer
I'm the original two-hearted brawler.
I gnaw the scrawny heads from prawns,
pummel those mute, translucent crustaceans,
wingless hummingbirds, salt-water spawned.
As the Catalonians do, I eat the eyes at once.
My brawny palms flatten their mainstays.
I pop the shells with my thumbs, then crunch.
Just watch me as I swagger and sprawl,
spice-mad and sated, then dabble in lager
before I go strolling for stronger waters
down to Sloppy Joe's.My stride as I stagger
shivers the islands, my fingers troll a thousand keys.
My appetite shakes the rock of the ...
Nights On Planet Earth
Heaven was originally precisely that: the starry sky, dating back to the earliest Egyptian texts, which include magic spells that enable the soul to be sewn in the body of the great mother, Nut, literally 'night,' like the seed of a plant, which is also a jewel and a star. The Greek Elysian fields derive from the same celestial topography: the Egyp