Adam Fagin Poems

 

 

 

From Vaulted Forms

 

 

like a lark we must speak

through—an underground shopping mall

at which the mind arrives

known as bright green oval

known as snow-white brick

everything will happen

the way we remember it

 

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if two facts separate

a body ‘into which being enters’

what’s a body emptied of ‘the sky

in the back of someone’s  mind’

I woke and there I was

breakfast on the table

flagpole hurtling through the mind

time protrudes too big to understand

hummingbird’s jigsaw flight

 

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let’s imagine

we’ve profited by its faint light

we must replace ourselves

with duration—bound by certainty

we don’t regard ourselves

as elsewhere in another time

two facts describe a space

we imagine the difference is intuition

sea means memory

at which the mind arrives

like a bird

we must sleep through

white-hot center cold circumference

 

 

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Adam Fagin lives and studies in San Francisco.  His work is forthcoming in Fence and other journals, and he is a founding editor of textsound, an online audio journal of experimental poetry and sound.

 

 

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