Monday, June 16, 2008

A.D. Winans

A.D. Winans

WINTER POEM

Chill of winter in the air
Misty fog giving way
To a light rain
Cars spewing deadly exhaust fumes
Windshield wipers flapping like the
Wings of birds in migration
Stone faces hidden behind steering wheels
Give no quarter yield only to the
Red traffic stoplights
Pedestrians looking like mannequins
Turn into penguins scurrying
Across the street
On their way to work
Boarding the morning bus
Pressed together like preserved butterflies
Between the pages of an old
And frayed book


THE PERFECT COUPLE

He was a pica
She was elite
He was after
A home run
She liked to stop
At third base
He liked lobster
She liked cracked crab
He played doubles
She played singles
He took showers
She took baths
He ate Chinese
She ate Italian
He saw sex as dessert
She saw it as an appetizer


TENDERLOIN CAFETERIA POEM

I have sat one too many evenings
watching old men and women
eat their last meal
one eye on the desert the
other on the obituary


A.D. Winans' poetry, prose, essays and book reviews have appeared internationally in numerous literary magazines and anthologies, including Poetry Now, Tule Review, City Lights Journal, Poetry Australia, The New York Quarterly, and The Outlaw Bible of American Poetry. His poetry has been translated into nine languages. In 2004 a song poem of his was performed at Tully Hall, New York City. In 2006 he was awarded a PEN Josephine Miles award for literary excellence. In 2007 Presa Press published a book of his selected poems The Other Side Of Broadway: Selected Poems 1965-2005.

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