5 poems || Ric Carfagna

1

Primitive

violin    grey

watermark

     of music     sag

          and gravity’s

day       diminishing

                     touch

of life     returning

to           dust

2

Cold stone

eclipsing     moon

drawn

through    lattice frame

(and life-force

distillation

and process

vast

     geomantic

                  evolution

           then corridors

blighted

     angled

       corners

incarnated     stasis

unseen (by)

eyes

3

Snows gloss

then shadow’s

            accidental

dismemberment

as fragments

and patterns

of sun    leaving

 meadows

wan

with oblique afterbirth

4

Death

intransigent

as soot occludes

semaphores’

discordance

and the transparency

of crows

on stairwells

diminished      gardens

as weeds      culled…

          or a logic

as a window

where light streams

5

Deep in the race

explosions sleep

deconstructing

a ghost’s         static

            rapture