Author Archives: bill gannett

of all the planets that bless the poet’s high art, mercury and bright venus play the greater part. the first, master wit who does cleverly inscribe what the sky’s musician will sing with coolest jive. of course, without the moon, … Continue reading →

When were we ever drunk but with his lovely name- our sobriety only deserves your righteous blame. We are indignant with all the usual double thinks- we remain true to our singular bootleg drink. We know about prohibition, how it … Continue reading →

dawn broke my sleep with the light of your rosy cheeks, and i forgot the recurring dream of the past some weeks of your darkening face, violent wind and lashing hair that bless my life way, way beyond all that … Continue reading →

we know about your curls that wrap around the throat, and choke off every kind of sound that might denote displeasure with your wish and will. how kind of your beauty to be so full of self-regard, we note. but … Continue reading →

we have learned to lie about the truth of your smile, we know all too well all about your lovely wiles. let those who lounge in tanning salons pretend to love the sun- in comfortable denial. we do not believe … Continue reading →

i can’t believe we know your most beautiful name, but are buried in dark mind, with such deep blame. release your arrows of light to reveal yourself, and burn this bitch of a night in your holy game. we deserve … Continue reading →

My life drove like a junker stalling on empty, Until i met you, rising through the centuries. What matter then, my lurching, desperate habit, And strange muttering so full of exhausted pleas When I met the silence that brought me … Continue reading →