Chase Twichell

(1950 / Connecticut / United States)

Chase Twichell Poems

1. To The Reader: Polaroids 1/20/2003
2. Stripped Car 7/16/2014
3. Tech Help 7/16/2014
4. Pine 7/16/2014
5. Inland 7/16/2014
6. The Blade of Nostalgia 7/28/2015
7. The Immortal Pilots 7/16/2014
8. Cinderblock 7/16/2014
9. Dog Biscuits 7/16/2014
10. Road Tar 1/20/2003
11. Animal Caution 7/16/2014
12. Animal Graves 7/16/2014
13. To The Reader: If You Asked Me 1/20/2003
14. Monastery Nights 7/16/2014
15. Vestibule 7/16/2014
16. Dangerous Playgrounds 7/16/2014
17. Joyride 7/16/2014
18. A Negative Of Snow 7/16/2014
19. Self-Portrait 7/16/2014
20. Stirred Up By Rain 1/20/2003
21. Hunger For Something 7/16/2014
22. To The Reader: Twilight 1/20/2003
23. Erotic Energy 1/20/2003

Comments about Chase Twichell

  • Karen Harvey (3/18/2014 11:20:00 AM)

    I found you by accident on U Tube. The poem about the Fairground. Powerful stuff. I like the poems I've read here too, I will search for more. THANK YOU.

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Best Poem of Chase Twichell

Erotic Energy

Don't tell me we're not like plants,
sending out a shoot when we need to,
or spikes, poisonous oils, or flowers.

Come to me but only when I say,
that's how plants announce

the rules of propagation.
Even children know this. You can
see them imitating all the moves

with their bright plastic toys.
So that, years later, at the moment

the girl's body finally says yes
to the end of childhood,
a green pail with an orange shovel

will appear in her mind like a tropical
blossom she has never seen before.

Read the full of Erotic Energy

Stirred Up By Rain

I fired up the mower
although it was about to rain--
a chill late September afternoon,
wild flowers re-seeding themselves
in the blue smoke of the gas-oil mix.

To be attached to things is illusion,
yet I'm attached to things.
Cold, clouds, wind, color--the sky

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