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Cenovoracious
Fine and fess, fressed by purling salivaries,
either whipping devil a fresh bleat of reds,
you bring upended cup high, arched
and with ruddy, impending rings of bared
teeth, the cup pendulous there as old breasts,
and bite these coasts on their crests or shoals,
reckoning a fish into proto-hunger stains.
The din of the steel clanging
is dropped bolts into sturdy cogwheels,
feeling, you know,
that the life down in them is a human
sincerity, either plane or point.
The bolt in the fish.
The bit in the teeth.
The incensed flight of a man into a time.
The Gracile Rain of a Watershot Gray
If the cold colted in, quick as flashed out Summer’s stun,
the rain is full and clots once, is sucker-pop spat again,
risen harbor, a pour of it sweat from titan panic pores,
to smelt your hands in, manic wet again,
streaming on the auger down, stirred into wakes
from wheels and a surf of weeks, taken by two galoshes
settled in lurches, and fordicted by Spring side-purchase.
If two galoshes, replacing shoes, again, sloshing
the aqueous prints impermanent can run,
then no taken shape exists but for cresting tops against
gutters and stops, while we draw our lolly hoods up
in this cold and cluttered sky.
Ray Succre is 30 and currently lives in Coos Bay, Oregon, a small, coastal town
where art is sparse and, when it does exist is of a general relation to driftwood, deer,
dying romance, or various maritime subjects. He has tried to leave the town numerous times.
He is married, has just become a father, and loves the south coast. He writes each day and
is very driven to better himself and his work. In addition to poetry, short stories, and
essays, he pretends also to be a novelist and is an avid loiterer in restaurants. He
is between dishwasher jobs and is currently a stay-at-home dad, which he loves dearly.
His poetical fugue theory has been published in several publications and has appeared
in the 5th International Anthology of Paradoxism, and his work has also appeared in
The Book of Hopes and Dreams, an anthology out of Scotland. Ray has published hundreds
of poems in publications spanning England, Ireland, Scotland, India, Canada, Finland,
Singapore, Wales, New Zealand, Italy, Australia, Germany, Israel and throughout the
United States, as well as in many online magazines. He is also a winner of the Adroitly
Placed Word Award, for spoken word.
Email: Ray Succre
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