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VERNON
FRAZER
Vernon Frazer has published eight books of poetry and three books of fiction. His work has appeared in
Aught, Big Bridge, First Intensity, Jack Magazine, Lost and Found Times, Moria, Miami SunPost, Muse Apprentice Guild, Sidereality, Xstream and many other literary magazines. His most recent works are the
long poems Avenue Noir and IMPROVISATIONS, the now-completed work which he introduced in his 2001 reading at the Poetry Project.
He is married and lives most of the year in South Florida.
EARLY MUSIC
A
penchant toward early overtures
dawns
before the sunset’s music
can
linger.
On the shadowed evening,
tapestries flutter in
memory’s fenestral distance.
A world beyond the
windows
wings
its scented music,
a
breath rippling above the water
azure as day’s reflection
in night and the taste
of nectar
in the motif
pulsing over the
ostinato
promising
dusky whispers
among
the ripples of their urgent tide.
The
breeze laps gently
over their backs,
a body music’s
lapidary touch,
as the crescendo they
share
rings the high to their rising tide
PANTING RAID
Discordant baffling muffler strops
can’t change the foiled curdle
nor restore its fated plenitude module
to deep heat simulacrum panties
reeking parity where purity is chased.
No equal among their segued tangents
ample to crossing, cattle marked stoppage.
Fleet enemies disemboweled there.
Scrumptious rapture parsoned out
in bazaar sequence, a catacomb rector
defected implants detected as juice
foregone. Dissection pastries, tasted,
bid her fruit to loop a lasso in courting
somnolence replays. Displeasure groping
forces tactile essence to emerge,
a latent holograph slowly textured
wherever the urgent appellation looms.
The course denotes tabular indentations
remixed as molecule patents on leathered
amnesty. Bored amnestic pardons patterned
forward, luxuriant in their bated swell,
a fabric woebegone as days ago
lake a welling tide taken hostile
to traveling youth banners. Shorting
the distance between welling waters
bottoming out in rowboats aplenty.
The secretive robotic passion understated
where discord measures ambiguity,
begrudging the pace of its rampant fixtures
GARDEN
PARTY BOOMERANG
Appaloosa hostage reversal,
tangent on its unguent spread,
emotes the sensor date. Relay,
a willing parsimony, plangents
the bloated corsair trolley. Tendons
meteorite fecundity, an aptness
misconstrued for leaking, preakness,
or hide stakes. Where laundering,
gambols make weakness gloat
against the thread. Of its hanging
crucible, waste makes chastened
belt fasteners. Tasting welter glue,
the faucet running marathon facets
inkling, a new register dutifully fit
as middling. Ratchet dancers gyrate
their plentiful syllabi among the gathering
moss. Gardens wilt degrading specimens
to nascent truisms. Lather burdens.
Inanimate their subjunctive pauses,
plentiful as heartfelt trickery. Medallions
hurtle lateral escarpment teasers.
Fingering the crush accrued easement
on the patio of torrid dissuasion:
lingering proof bleats their horrid dismay
THE AGE OF ANXIETY
Fendered incidentals tend
their reluctant futures, the succulent
forbidden
of its root membrane.
Tissued gondoliers
void at half-mast.
Tailor parcels beckon
whenever annoyed.
Spillage reckons the blast
at its past effect. Scrotal agonies
cry incongruent pilasters:
fetch
the shoddy hominid repulse
snatch
or scooter the braced ways
of its becoming
past as participles
future the tense,
denied their medication.
copyright
© Vernon Frazer
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