Adolf Alzuphar

Ivy, I’ve drawn and painted your hair for now A mystery to both you and I Though you attempted exactitude Rectitude, plane of matter in space in time Was only…

Could any of them, three, truly obsess a wise human Meletus Lycon and Anytus: them; those who had accused he Socrates Socrates, left to dialogue the ghosts of a mess…

In the postmortem There will be youth There will be plants Jerusalem at interem’s end Athens left to heighten its good sense And Haiti beacon of dialogue We will oppose…

They knew to place their palms Where limbs were expected To feel a gush of sun In road the color of a deliverance And drew their first ring A house…

Freedom that human stands laying down piping into sands promising all a great dam to come after done when puts the saxophone down that human is here to sing and…

Gypsy You’re no friend of ours The way you hold that line To say I’m out of signs That love is not for this hour You don’t dance in the…

To speak to neighbor To whistle There are gardens left of the ruins Once winter came she said we had nothing And then we heard it speak Out walking he…

Here navigating space is structures crowded depleted A white owl Was it always as hard to taste New car ocean art bubble gum “wha!” goes the rent To go about…

It was once upon a time day Nothing more than a circumstance a moment of action a wait That begins that ends It contained yes it contained and also allowed…

Thunder Take me up I’d like a freight train for christmas I like its strut No more Begin by tracing paint Light and eyesight The freeways of a flower A…

I tell the tale without a smile What a way to walk up and down an arid mountain Read work sit stand do not you must never quiet Drumming squares…

We’d listen to Mozart Burn our palms You’ve got sunflowers in your eyes you; you see it all Littering seagulls Deathly sick seashells Pregnant ladybugs Empty fruit Water without bell…

Hello My name is Joe short for Mesadieux George Andre Simon My father and his father’s name in one I uphold traditions in Leogane Haiti When you think of metallic…

Soil for accent metaphor a walk human in the end with a mind for signs that bell no longer sun for work has rotted into ash we offer seed to…