![]() Late at night, I call my long distance lover,Īnd proudly say I only used fifty-nine today. McDaniel has been described as “one of the few poets that has successfully united the distant cousins of poetry: spoken word and written poetry.” Or, listening to a song you’d never heard before, but knew it was meant to be a part of your life somehow. It was like hearing an old friend’s voice over the phone. Like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones. The I’ll love you through a brick wall kiss.Įven when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth, Then look up the first recorded kiss in an encyclopedia: beneathīut one kiss levitates above all the others. Hold it to your chestĪnd wonder if the sand inside hourglasses comes from a It’ll turn bright pink and explode into a thousand luscious splinters,īut in the morning it’ll be ashamed and sneak out ofĪnd you’ll remember that kiss forever by all the little cuts it left ![]() It’ll get suspiciousĪnd stare at your toes. Even when Im dead, Ill swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil. Rub two warm feelings and presto-you have a kiss.Īnd answer the door in your underwear. Oh whereĭoes one find love? If you rub two glances, you get a smile. Were younger, you’d pull over, slide open the mouth’s He has published six books of poetry, most recently Holiday in the Islands of Grief (University of Pittsburgh Press). Home and see a damaged kiss on the side of the road, Jeffrey McDaniel (born 1967) is an American poet. Your tongue like the back of my hand kiss. The I accept your apology, but you make me really mad The bury me in an avalanche of tingles kiss. So whereĭoes one find love? When you’re sixteen it’s easy, I opened it up to “The Archipelago of Kisses”: I wound up in the M’s and plucked Splinter Factory from the shelf: a small, paperback of Jeffrey McDaniel’s poems. I wanted to bypass Szymborska and Auden and Lowell and find someone we hadn’t read in class, so I got lost in my university’s Poetry Center. #24 – – Charles Bukowski, by Intern EmilyĪ poetry professor asked us to bring a poem to class and share it with everyone. ![]() #23 – – NSFW Sunday is Pure Poetry Edition, by Riese #22 – – William Carlos Williams & Robert Creeley, by Becky #20 – – Veronica Franco, by Queerie Bradshaw #11 – – Saul Williams, by Katrina Chicklett Danger #9 – – Shel Silverstein, by Intern Lily & Guest #4 – – Andrea Gibson, by Carmen & Katrina/KC Danger Quote by Jeffrey McDaniel: 'Even when Im dead, Ill swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones. I am a college graduate with a BA in Creative. In everyday muggle life, I live on the east coast of the United States. I want to be your last thought at night, and your first taste at dawn. The Autostraddle Encyclopedia of Lesbian Cinema Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.LGBTQ Television Guide: What To Watch Now. ![]()
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