amphibi.us » »Ag Synclair http://amphibi.us Thu, 17 May 2012 00:15:03 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 Amuse bouche http://amphibi.us/all/amuse-bouche/ http://amphibi.us/all/amuse-bouche/#comments Mon, 04 Jul 2011 18:44:18 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/?p=3813 now I can say
I’ve eaten raw eel

I didnt chew the quivering flesh
I swallowed, like I swallow

my own slithering words
and I laughed

when you told me stories
about little chinese men with gender issues.

Now I can float
above the red clay

I can dissect a piece of you
and hang it from a string around my neck

I can say I love you
I can swallow the eel

and know how it feels
to love your pale, pretty bones.

 

 

 

© Ag Synclair, 2011
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]]> http://amphibi.us/all/amuse-bouche/feed/ 0 Hank http://amphibi.us/all/hank/ http://amphibi.us/all/hank/#comments Mon, 21 Jun 2010 16:44:48 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/all/hank/ When he wasn’t writing, he was talking about writing. Over
cheap wine with one of his ragged whores, a strange man he
met at a bar, a young girl who tripped over his prose, or the
invasive lens of a camera. He spoke in poetics, his voice rich
in liquid, flowing tones. Poetic without force, without beating
writers blind with form, function, or style. He spoke poetry, lived
poetry. It boiled in his blood

ejaculated from his pen

came on our faces

and pissed on us

like rain.

 

© Ag Synclair, 2010
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]]> http://amphibi.us/all/hank/feed/ 4 Untitled Love Poem http://amphibi.us/all/untitled-love-poem/ http://amphibi.us/all/untitled-love-poem/#comments Sat, 27 Mar 2010 21:20:06 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/?p=1878 the poet Jamison Gilley once told me of his penchant for lying naked
in a fetal position

on the cold tile floor
in the bathroom
of his Manhattan loft.

unable to move for hours
waiting to feel something
anything

and feeling nothing, seeing
nothing, being
nothing.

and I thought
if I could lie down
on some milky black night

and detach my retinas
swiftly, like opening a vein
I could use my mind’s eye

to see
how you pulled me in
gutted me

disemboweled me
and bled me out
how you opened me

skillfully


© Ag Synclair, 2010
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]]> http://amphibi.us/all/untitled-love-poem/feed/ 1 Underground Harmonies http://amphibi.us/all/underground-harmonies/ http://amphibi.us/all/underground-harmonies/#comments Wed, 24 Feb 2010 02:32:58 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/all/underground-harmonies/ on the platform
waiting for the number 7 train
there’s a Jazzman
a real Jazzman
with road dust hair
and million mile eyes
digging the roots of cool for
cap-toed, flannel suited worker-bees
and those ladies who lunch
from Westchester and Rye
pushing thousand dollar Aprica strollers
their pretty Suburban feet
clickety-clacking to the beat
on the piss-stained subway floor.

silver bullets of improvisation
tear through the dirty skin
of the underground like shrapnel
explode against graffiti walls
and rain down on the deaf ears
of apoplectic suburban drones

only the rats and I
are a bloody
beautiful
mess

pinstriped parades of MBA’s
and dot.com commandos
with pocket change to spare
spin blindly by his half-full jar of “tips appreciated”
and all the while
the Jazzman
blows hard notes
in a loud room
‘Trane and Prez and Parker riffs
electric
third-rail
Grand Central blues.

© Ag Synclair, 2009
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]]> http://amphibi.us/all/underground-harmonies/feed/ 0 Fort Edward http://amphibi.us/all/fort-edward/ http://amphibi.us/all/fort-edward/#comments Mon, 28 Dec 2009 19:52:41 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/?p=1254 an old pulp mill
wrapped in the arms of sugar maples
sweet gum
hart’s-tongue, and roseroot


white-tailed deer

the manascus
churning dark and violent
under a low, seasick sky

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]]> http://amphibi.us/all/fort-edward/feed/ 3 another ode to bukowski http://amphibi.us/all/another-ode-to-bukowski/ http://amphibi.us/all/another-ode-to-bukowski/#comments Sun, 13 Dec 2009 16:41:15 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/?p=1124 bukowski never wrote poems

about breakfast
on brick patios

three slices
of english muffin toast

the kerosene aftertaste
of organic strawberry jam

or a white, suburban morning
clean,

like a three-fingered mouse


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]]> http://amphibi.us/all/another-ode-to-bukowski/feed/ 7 A Most Eloquent Rejection http://amphibi.us/all/a-most-eloquent-rejection/ http://amphibi.us/all/a-most-eloquent-rejection/#comments Sun, 06 Dec 2009 06:06:39 +0000 Shannon Peil http://amphibi.us/?p=1099 Thank
you
for
submitting.

We
were
very
impressed
with
your
work.

Such
elegant
simplicity

quiet
beauty

and
a
cunning
use
of
language.

We’ve
decided
to
pass.

Please
do
submit
again.

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