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A Poem by Andrew John

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Finger

A Poem by Andrew John

Finger, like so many, aims at meand then at something else.Finger is a small yet significant creature.Finger's addressing me by pointing,pointing to m..

Our Father

A Poem by Andrew John

We carry Dad in this huge box,four of us bearing the weight,that of him, that of the box, this very box,this weighty combination, a virtual sarcophagu..

Moments

A Poem by Andrew John

Where are those beautiful moments?Yes, I have heard that asked before.Can a moment be captured, recorded?Even on a camera?A tape recorder?Would you lo..

Evening Comes Again

A Poem by Andrew John

This evening sneers, lurks and is snooty,and dares to look through my window,peers like something with substance,gawps into that mirror on the wall.Ye..

Major Minor

A Poem by Andrew John

Has minor become majoras blood is to be found on my head, my hands, my feet? Has major become minor as I discover the blood is not mine but shed..

Asking, Merely Asking

A Poem by Andrew John

My friend, why have you spun out of joint?Or am I now cross-eyed?Is one of us running out of rhythm?Or both spinning in circles?Why is everything I sa..

Distance

A Poem by Andrew John

Your sweet soprano is so distant now, dear Mother, So far from my fearful ear.Did it cherish me yet chooses now to chastise, as if I needed punishm..

Second Time

A Poem by Andrew John

You have for so longReached out for that second one -But grab the first, first!

My Door

A Poem by Andrew John

The strangest one I have ever seen,fits well between two sections of a wall.Yes, it is a door I speak of -but what does it hide?Have I ever seen the o..