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.