poems || Peter Ganick

two orchestral syrinxes

1.
prerogerative with affect—
motion serves displacement whose foil 
terms ossia that scrutiny 
zoned and syllogistic.

another silence issued and tabled 
while adored skeletons
brush the painterly code—
an indication where suitable 
resists not clouds— 
nor a toehold on 
devolution’s moves—frailty exposed.

an offering so nattered 
in sequence 
residual proliferation enrolls 
touch-points 
not redundant therefore 
not equisse-blinded.

offerings of earliest gratefulness
once othered curates divine 
some remainder to frames 
so surplus exploits 
thoughtfulness in momentum—
so accrual pretends waiting replicators—
vanishing points—emotional cranberries—
the occasion of arrears 
tolerably culpable.

then suddenly an onrush threads 
wide and cursory a tread impounded to
resilient notions marooning voices whose
holidays fell thensome as replacement 
until vulnerability 
recuses voices in their scouting.

multiples proliferate—
an inquiry threads a theory
for palms’ adaptable wizardry—

flocks at nighttime returnees determine 
trends where bullet-proof 
illusions—trinkets—lockets—
are summary distancings.
 
plugged—stopped—graced 
with broken openings—
fluster in no attitude
an orgeuil threads waiting rooms 
from the sky 
courting its priorities so well.

empty accouterments wait on
evening samples—
descriptions wash away seashores 
lines for demarcation
pre or post what-have-you 
collating those torrentous 
settlements without wasted motions—
no palatial three and fours— 
no longer—
intent reflective 
of premises’ greeting.

2.
a swamp trills in thrall 
steering waters overboard—
the incurably keystone—
tolerable for togetherness—
wake to surmount inventions 
suppressive or academic.

when situated 
in nomine patris—
where sorties 
variegate from amazement 
not happenstances— 
those recumbent wash 
oversight to promontories vagaries—
preludes of a notocord— 
each specimen deaf to greeting—
skills of shards parallel other 
axles—their gradients 
flail echo-free.

these issues cause no
intransigence—witlessly parochial 
correction widely summarizes 
front mottos—

a glitter of reflection on pretense 
aside a river becalmed— 
a sprocket ‘s returnable contention—
sooth variegated amulets 
witness either silica or
surplus exegetes—
 
‘motions, all motions!’ stammered the flock 
from a pro tem ivory of choice—
networking treads deftly on curtailment 
befriending notions recasted so narrow—
switching to changeless possibilities.