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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Parallel (For Karen)

Because we were parallel,
We had spent days
Together. Holding hands
And giggles.

Because we were
Parallel, we swam
In the river, did things
That scared the fishes.

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