Biography of James Niles
Artist/Photographer/Violinist. In January 2004, Osteomyelitis devoured my spine, thus ending my music career. Music and art were always my way of expressing my joy and wonder at the world. Writing was my obsessive attempt to make sense of it.
Please view my website www.jamesnilesdesign.net. Some of my art and photography resides there. Find some of my poetry by visiting the Site Map page of the aforementioned website. The poetry link there works, or at least did.
James Niles Poems
Diogenes Enlists In The Revolutionary Ar...
There he was in what passed for dirty clothes, the lamplighter poem blasting from a mouth full of rock candy mountains He carried the lantern alight in the light of day for journeys so long that they were
In Search Of Coming Myth
T’was a small eatery, walls nautically enriched with charts, a polished brass bell, at the kitchen port, so bright., burnished to a gloss gong gleaming, glittering with a mist of virgin olive oil and the
Annie’s Predicament (A Letter)
Dear Annie, Avedon, you look so much like him nowadays. I loved sharing the cherry phosphate at the soda fountain below Union Square. The paparazzi were so so very pretty, in their Calvin Kleins and Madoff muscle shirts.
I Am Afraid Of My Nothingness
I am afraid of the ocean, not the seashore with its magic gifts of shells and sand-dollars or the bars and nearness of sliding bodies on poles
Gone, Gone Away
Not here no more gone Laying down in fragrant hay Kissing pretty girls
Gone, Gone Away
Not here no more gone
Laying down in fragrant hay
Kissing pretty girls
Pretty girls all gone
New poems on the way hey hey
Delay not return