Tag Archives: Al Zolynas

Two childhood memories (poem)

By Admin | Published: September 8, 2010

[photo by woodleywonderworks] Two Childhood Memories by Al Zolynas I remember my first gun and my first tangerine. My father said never point a gun at a live thing. I was five and it was my first gun and besides it was a toy. I was five and I knew that. So, I pointed the [...]

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Drinking from the faucet

By sorrythatusernameisalready.com | Published: May 27, 2010

Our cat’s fascination with water by Al Zolynas I wake to his weight on my chest, his half-closed eyes saying it’s time to get up, human. In the bathroom, I turn on the faucet in the tub for him, the way I have most mornings the last two years. He jumps in. The black flames [...]

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Last poem of the month

By sorrythatusernameisalready.com | Published: April 30, 2010

A MEDICAL FACT by Al Zolynas At the precise moment of death the pupil of the eye opens its widest. The white lights in ceilings, the moon, sun stars, comets, nebulae, the great band of the Milky Way– all fall into the brain. There are no lights too bright for the dying.

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If there is underwear, examine it closely

By sorrythatusernameisalready.com | Published: April 27, 2010

How To Read A Poem by Al Zolynas Come at it the way you would a pile of clothes on an empty beach at dawn. Circle it slowly. Hold the pieces up one by one. Be a cop; ask questions. If there are pockets, go through them. The owner won’t notice. He is probably dead. [...]

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I live for such moments

By sorrythatusernameisalready.com | Published: April 18, 2010

Living with others by Al Zolynas Yesterday, I discovered my wife often climbs our stairs on all fours. In my lonely beastliness, I thought I was alone, the only four-legged climber, the forger of paths through thickets to Kilimanjaro’s summit. In celebration then, side by side, we went up the stairs on all our fours, [...]

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