Patti Masterman


Patti Masterman Poems

1881. And Where Could Be Heaven 12/6/2013
1882. In Sighing Dust 12/7/2013
1883. Being, Invincibly 12/19/2013
1884. Unlucky 1/14/2014
1885. The People We'Ll Never See 1/14/2014
1886. How To Avoid Moths 1/14/2014
1887. How The Dust Gets Laid 4/16/2013
1888. He Who Breathes 10/5/2013
1889. The Leaves Are Always Falling 10/7/2013
1890. The Moon Is A Spy 11/23/2013
1891. Poetics As Religion 11/23/2013
1892. Time Is Harder Than A Stone 11/23/2013
1893. Life Was A Dream, And I Was Dreamer 1/23/2014
1894. Fallow Moonlight 3/27/2014
1895. Remnant 3/27/2014
1896. Ancient Fishes Speak 5/11/2014
1897. What Tells The Moon To Rise 6/9/2014
1898. No Cure 6/20/2014
1899. Time Importunes 6/20/2014
1900. Dark Vestibule 6/20/2014
1901. Deep Down In Your Lodestone Soul 6/20/2014
1902. Insubstantial 5/11/2014
1903. Once True 7/17/2014
1904. Jonbenet The Falling Star You Are 8/12/2014
1905. It's Not That We Would Kiss The Flesh- 9/28/2015
1906. Grammar Gestalt 9/28/2015
1907. Everyone Who Die, Diminish Me - Sonnet 10/16/2015
1908. Eyes Green; Ichor Of The Forest 11/16/2015
1909. Rising Silence 11/17/2015
1910. The Summoning Knife 1/24/2015
1911. Early Memories 8/27/2016
1912. Hind-Sight's Blind 8/28/2016
1913. Dying As We Lived 8/28/2016
1914. Three Conjectures And One Conclusion 8/28/2016
1915. Being 8/28/2016
1916. There Is A Room 8/28/2016
1917. Treading The Tide 8/28/2016
1918. Bow To The Present 8/28/2016
1919. Tell Me 8/28/2016
1920. Invisible Participant 8/28/2016
Best Poem of Patti Masterman

Anti-Love Poem #1

When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
If you must, let it be once only
And let that be as their epitaph.
Let the seasons and the wind
Sweep away the painful memories
Don't try to re-start fire from a faded puff of smoke.
And give yourself some time to recover.

If you must write thousands of lines
About what went wrong, or why,
For gods sake burn it- burn it quickly
Don't leave it lying around for others eyes to see
And for the dance line to start forming behind you:...

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The Belly Of The Beast

Lost in the belly of the beast,
We look up and see all those curving arches,
And we think then that we're in some majestic cathedral;
But the next sloping corridor takes us down to the mortuary,
The processing station, for what we are busy turning into.
But we still ignore the smell, as we're too busy believing
That for us, a great feast is being prepared-
Just like children at christmas time
Always believe the world is organized solely around them;

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