Jeff Harrison

Actaeon outraged
Ambuscade, hounds, ambuscade? If Actaeon is a hart, his assassins are curs and cads. No field of honor, with hounds falling single file before powder and ball, only lycanthropes and filth.

Nebrophonus to the hart
Though curs, we are not obdurate; change is known also to the lowliest. That you were Actaeon is lost upon you; from this, our anger.

Wakeful, what watches, yet what quails physic? What worth your signet, Georgiana! What worth? With Aylmer, what chance Lucina's stamp? What the glyph, your gift, wards, bides.

Laud via conserve, Vatic. Tacit: portent, dulcet. Laud: explicit, of moment, heft. Portent hands tacit portent face. Vatic, laud portent hands dulcet, tacit sans Vatic.

Jeff Harrison has poems in all the issues of Otoliths except the second issue. He has publications from Writers Forum, MAG Press, Persistencia Press, White Sky Books, and Furniture Press. He has e-books from Blazevox, xPress(ed), Argotist Ebooks, and Chalk Editions. His poetry has appeared in An Introduction to the Prose Poem (Firewheel Editions), The Hay(na)ku Anthology Vol. II (Meritage Press), The Chained Hay(na)ku Project (Meritage Press), Sentence: a Journal of Prose Poetics, Xerography, Moria, NOON: journal of the short poem, Dusie, MiPOesias, EXPLORINGfictions, EOAGH, and elsewhere. He has an interview blog with Allen Bramhall called Antic View.
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Blogger Anny Ballardini said...

Always beautiful work, thank you.

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