Francis Santaquilani


Francis Santaquilani Poems

41. Save The Peacock 3/8/2007
42. Not 3/13/2007
43. Unmarked Grave 3/14/2007
44. Faux 3/14/2007
45. A Whimper 3/15/2007
46. Picture 5/20/2007
47. Favorite 7/11/2007
48. Booby Trap 7/14/2007
49. Called Home 7/27/2007
50. The End Of Good Cheer 7/27/2007
51. Distance 7/28/2007
52. Thinking Of You 8/4/2007
53. Falconer 8/8/2007
54. Scars 8/28/2007
55. Daredevils 2/14/2008
56. Dogwood 3/16/2008
57. Chickens 10/11/2005
58. Slow Motion 10/11/2005
59. There You Are 10/12/2005
60. You And Your Day 10/21/2005
61. Who'Ll Provide The Joy? 10/24/2005
62. Pie 10/25/2005
63. Beast Of Burden 10/29/2005
64. Skinny Girl 1/22/2006
65. Talking 11/13/2005
66. Blaze 11/2/2005
67. Out Of The Way 3/24/2008
68. Broken Rhythm 3/30/2008
69. One By One 12/6/2008
70. Hallmark 12/7/2008
71. Haiku Red 12/10/2008
72. December 21st 12/10/2008
73. Come Death 12/11/2008
74. Haiku Autumn 12/11/2008
75. False Fireflies 12/18/2008
76. Tree 12/21/2008
77. Sunday Morning 12/21/2008
78. So Much More Than Just Black 12/28/2008
79. From Nowhere A Crow 12/29/2008
80. That Window? 12/30/2008

Comments about Francis Santaquilani

  • Karen Sinclair (1/10/2014 4:28:00 AM)

    Exceptional. A great writer....

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  • Yvonne Prete (1/14/2012 9:16:00 AM)

    I liked today's poem and the Abortion Haiku. That's the only poetry criticism I oernut,

Best Poem of Francis Santaquilani

We Are Tigers

We are tigers.
You are the larger one.
I warred against your whirl,
Then billowed to your bite.
Now I measure the force
Of your affection for me
In pounds per square inch.

That last day,
Before you carried me away,
That bad and good day,
The last day I thought of nothing
Swept horizontal:
Tall grass fanned my neck,
Half sleep was plump,
Clouds for clouds sake slid over me.
The day sank to my knees
And crawled with me in tow.

By your teeth
And your spin
The void fell away.
The day sped to a smudge
And clouds ...

Read the full of We Are Tigers

Bicycle Man

He's always in front

Of me on his bicycle in traffic.

When we're bumper to bicycle wheel

I get a really good look at his back.

He pulls his wool cap

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