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latest collection of poems, So
Tell Us, Christ, is now available from Amazon
in both paperback and Kindle formats. The cover art is "El Salvador"
by El Greco, from the Museo del Greco
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House Rejoicing is available at
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Here to Babylon is also available in
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Sun: Poems by Pavel Chichikov, published by
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Stations in the Manner of Ignatius and
Kingdom, from Kaufmann Publishing.
poems inspired by Goya's etchings are at homagetogoya.com.
Dorham's moving The
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Zampieri) (1581–1641), “Landscape with Moses and the Burning Bush”
Metropolitan Museum of
Art, New York City
desert plants catch fire
fibers burst and snap
bush that seemed to burn
outerness of night
blackness of a tent
there was a voice
shifting of the flame
sounds of human speech
a tongue and lips
utterance of stars
fibers did not burn
voice itself was light
sending it through shadows
Photo by Pavel Chichikov
came to visit once and go
elegant the roman nose
stand-up ears with pink sun in them
down a clover flower
white small puff within the green
lavishness of grass and humble forbs
sweetness now to see you browse
only for a blink of time
you hear it beckoning and speed away
are many misanthropes
all would be enchanted by this timely grace
(1863–1944), “Weeping Nude”
Munch Museum, Oslo
Courtesy Wikimedia Commons
she saw the mutilation done
ravages that maybe saved her life
wept—what for, for everyone?
by cut they severed to the heart
cancer cut away but to appall
demonstration of the surgeon’s art
becomes of me? the victim said
at the damage to her flesh
am not alive but not yet dead
will be herself undyingly?
that which was herself is cut away
on Earth or heaven can she be?
and you will find but never there
is another place that was reserved
this new unbearable despair
Robert Henri (1865–1919),
Courtesy The Athenaeum
you not seen, have you not heard
trees announce a summer storm?
low the beast and bird
trees swing out in green alarm
sistrum, spitting leaf
dance and spinning bough,
comes thunder and the thief
all of us, the wind that blows
the frenzy of the fear
men and women when forgotten
of our sins draw near
tear the roots out of the rotten
THINK THERE IS NO DEVIL?
think there is no Devil? then
the face of one possessed,
fire raging in the skin
addict has no face but this
scar from neck to nose to crown,
inflamed, a wrath of pus
fury and a running wound
conquered soul that swallows all
bitter herbs of its demise
even fiends in Hell appall
inward ruin of the eyes
this I saw the other day
transformation of its prey
Smartphone; photo by LM Otero/AP
Courtesy The Guardian
HANDS AROUND THE LITTLE SCREEN
afternoon a woman sitting at the wheel
phone was in her hands, she wasn’t steering
as if danger isn’t real
up, sleepy head, the precipice is near
has come to interrupt your dream
the steering wheel in hand and steer
chattered to a friend, never looking up
death of her was cradled in her palms
hands around the little screen were cupped
Mikhail Vasilyevich Nesterov (1862–1942), “On
saw a fox clamp down and bite
rabbit screaming in its fright
neither one was good or evil
God or blamed the devil
those who gather at the Cross
every human mourn their loss
from the dying hare
perishes without despair
saw red flowers placed at graves
if by love the dead were saved
they will by love be kept
graves adorned and yearly swept
|The Poetry of
Chichikov / Last modified July 23, 2017/
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