Poems by David St. John
Los Angeles, 1954
... But Maestro'd change his name to "Michael Champion" ...
Stone Shadows
... he back streets of Trastevere looking in the mostForbidding & derelict shops for some element of ash ...
Elegy (“Who keeps the owl’s breath?”)
... As the tide of black gloss, the marls, and nectar rise ...
From a Bridge
... & so Standing above her on that bridge that shuddered ...
In the High Country
... & do you see that boy with his arms raised ...
Wavelength
... & simply poured the two squat water glasses ...
Meditation
... As they stroll the boardwalk, parading their despair ...
The Shore
... Loaded With diesel, coal, paychecks, whiskey, ...
Dolls
... s deliberate Ache of white, you walk along that grove of madness, ...
Hush
... Nights Return you to me for a while, as sleep returns sleep ...
Peach Fires?
... & at his signal we set the piles of branches ablaze ...
Lucifer in Starlight
... Of falls ... No, it was that this dark was the deep, sensual dark ...
Gin
... Look out Beyond the bluffs, a coal barge is passing, ...
