Two Poems by

 

William Allegrezza

 

 

 

 

Just Collective

 

 

/other/             to

            word                 as the

energy    imagined

                          disperse(s)

 

our construction

                         continues

unbalanced

                in [a lane] where

force is tribal and taken

as bouncing balls

chime *

                motions spells

temptation

                  as the chaotic creation

            of something unreproducible

in the plaster midst

of the

individual.

 

the all falls out of /place/

 

 

 

 

Settled

 

 

our acres         have

grown open

as we    were speaking    of leaves

                                                   near fire.

we didn’t recognize

them.

 

            with victory, we shuffled

into old elevators with shiny bronze

and dust corner, onto seats cracked

with time.

 

even now we are a moving through,

not a meaning, not an experience.

 

we would like to find the loss,

but we have silence and

                         gravity for a place setting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

William Allegrezza edits the press Moria Books, the blogzine Moss Trill, and teaches at Indiana University Northwest.  He has published many poetry books, poetry reviews, articles, translations, short stories, and poems.  He founded and curated series A, a reading series in Chicago, from 2006-2010.  William Allegrezza is online at https://www.allegrezza.info

 

 


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