Christopher Mulrooney b. 1956, Athens, Georgia poetry, fiction, translations, & photography in Janus Head, Borderlands, Brooklyn Review, The East Village, Passenger May, Another Sun, Big City Lit, The Burning Bush, Renditions, Little Brown Poetry, etc.
parode
well that's the story
what have we here mountains
in the varying light
these happy combinations
what difference what you write
in the end
it goes its way
circumspect if you will the alentours
be satisfied
with what you see
pop the gun the question is
blow away the doing wiz
what have we forgone forborne
along the West Coast here forlorn?
we have wondered we have might
to careful lessons given bright
we have myrmidons to bless
anything else would be as less
so wonder now as wonder were
the breaking out of galling stir
we have witnesses to make
and some solemn oath to take
Copyright © 2001 by Christopher Mulrooney
skyscape & girl
yet the sky is after all
desert green today and blue
with medullas of orange
and starfish yellow spears
one's bosom is too large for one
today she finds
in a Zurbarán lemon sweaterCopyright © 2001 by Christopher Mulrooney