Category Archives: Poetry

April Morning Ritual

Posted on January 30, 2010 by Malcolm Farley

April Morning Ritual Through his forty windowpanes, the apartment building opposite squints and twitches as the sunrise smears each eye with a slow, pink, sticky light.

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Equalities

Posted on January 12, 2010 by Malcolm Farley

Equalities On Passover, Elijah’s goblet glows red with wine.  Miriam’s holds just water.  No slight, however. A magic well shadowed her for forty wandering desert years.  Even prophecy must quench its thirst.

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Click HERE To Exacerbate The Weather

Posted on December 19, 2009 by Malcolm Farley

Click <HERE> To Exacerbate The Weather They snarled: “You’re not the center of the universe!  Happiness won’t shine for you.” Terrified, pissed off, I poked a stick in the hurricane’s eye.  Bad blood rained down.

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Red Vogel Vanishes

Posted on December 9, 2009 by Malcolm Farley

Red Vogel Vanishes Last August—rumor was—he bummed a ride on Route 1 going south. Never phoned. No note. Just a torn and empty envelope, robin’s-egg blue.

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“I Am Not A Condo!”

Posted on December 9, 2009 by Malcolm Farley

“I Am Not A Condo!” shouts the sign on the new condo at 18th & Eighth.  Magritte comes to Chelsea.  Welcome surréalisme!  Inside, above, a flat-screen TV sparkles.  Seagulls squabble in its yawning skull.

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