Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

Tag Archive for ‘Matthew Byrne’

Window Shopping

Grinning, disheveled, leaning against yellowest willow, a cut on your shin, smell of dead leaves You step from cabs, bent knee birthed in streetlight You half-sleep in hammocks under ruddy overcast You should be by the willow, disheveled I can’t put dreams back where they find me   Matthew Byrne received his MFA from University of Montana in 1999. He has been published in some journals, and had a poem […]

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Laments

1. She dreams of dreams— O, my chinchilla, my arabesque, my otherworldly worldly, my bud blossom blossom bud, O.   2. She is the window staring back.  Sometimes, she sees constellations; the stars don’t come out.  Nor does she, until coming home.   3. Instead, bacon grease flecks her wrist.  Her watch smudges. No one hears her blink, nor flinch.   4. I pinch her thoughts, making sure she’s asleep.  […]

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