r james sterzinger

Rookie - 137 Points [onray james] (9-11-56 / midwest)

r james sterzinger Poems

161. Olga 1/12/2014
162. Poles 5/26/2015
163. I Have Become Mortal At Last 8/23/2015
164. Grit And Spittle 4/8/2016
165. Talking Bones 5/14/2016
166. October: For A. D. 10/15/2016
167. Dreaming Of Isadora Duncan 2/14/2015
168. The Old Home Place (For Eunice) 8/13/2008
169. Pentecost....In Memory Of Mandelstam...For M 6/9/2012
170. While Watching The Birds Fly South For W. S. Merwin 9/15/2011
171. Not Much Of A Poem, Not Much Of A Memory... For Al Purdy 7/11/2009
172. To Irène Némirovsky...For M 1/22/2010
173. To A Bunkshooter...For Richard And Carl 5/30/2009
174. Every Woman I... For William O. Everson 5/11/2009
175. From The Death Of The Last Minor Poet In Minnesota. (After Bukowski) 10/3/2008
176. St. Catherine's Lament 10/5/2008
177. Blue-Eyed Boy Mr. Death For E.E. Cummings 12/22/2014
178. I'D Like To Fall In Love....For You 1/30/2010
179. The Marrow Of Morning (For Haven) 5/2/2015
180. Just Before Jerusalem 6/23/2008
181. Borderline 2/6/2009
182. Hospice (For Robert Lowell) 11/26/2008
183. Dark Corners...For Audre Lorde 4/12/2009
184. Losing Faith In The Muse 4/14/2009
185. Dear Robert For Diana 2/7/2009
186. For 's P'... Because She Asked 6/27/2009
187. At The Edge Of The Woods 3/18/2009
188. If Happy Little Bluebirds Fly (For J And S) And Alexi Too 8/9/2008
189. Andrew Wyeth, Painter, Dies At 91. For Jack London, For M 1/16/2009
190. I Wanna Touch God 4/17/2008
Best Poem of r james sterzinger

I Wanna Touch God

i wanna
touch god
where he lives
if it's silence
or vibration.

i wanna reach
out to see
if he is real.
like when you
skin a knee
or break a beer
bottle on the side
walk and hear it
smash.

i wanna smell god
like the sun when it's
hot and yellow.

i wanna see god
like emptiness.
that rainbow moment
when something means something:
when the east is pitchblack
and the western sky
is just right.
yeah!
like a rainbow.

i wanna touch god
feel him
like bactine in
a cut.
i wanna feel him, ...

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Repentance

Twenty-three minutes before
I have to go.
Thinking of you a hundred miles
Away. Why do I keep up
This charade this dark
Comic book lie?

When I see you I bury
My feelings like a love

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