Randolph Larsen

Randolph Larsen Poems

Michael Greaney requests his
orchard raked (a persnickety
fact) an ultimate apparently
secret half-desires orchards
...

The drop of blood
A moment's treasure
Beneath low fern
Below high fir
...

Two days without food.
In the gutter a ripe pear
- - shining blue planet!
...

Duck below this loud marquee's
brassiest rune of rain transfixed
by dumb reflection on a drunken face...
What gives?
...

Sunday
Crosseyed Lucy wanted
Someone to love her
So much
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The Orchard

Michael Greaney requests his
orchard raked (a persnickety
fact) an ultimate apparently
secret half-desires orchards
learn rake themselves anyway
autumn sleeps rough breakers
of sleet dynamite a postcard
Fields of Athenry drunk deep
tourists explode to spectral
mist & the leaf blown violet
crystal severs the neck till
Greatgrandaddy Greaney makes
his discreet inquiry of wind
relax now you trusty forever
gifted stones & bespectacled
stump yourself'll suffer two
minds how aching laugh about
blister clipping rotten crab
apple reconcile rustic stout
bonafides blessed eternal(if
unabundant preferred combed)
& His Uncertainty Principle?

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