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J. D. Nelson


to name a norma

at the corner of sherman & isabel
seven is the eight

circle dot (the extra)
we are surfing on the nasal earth

the miracle of the sleeping day
the dog star man of the whistle

               I was in the clone bath
               struggling with pins

               a while ago
               when the barn was blue




grief yogurt

a little world is
the land
               to go there &

hammer the lotto
into the shape of a grape

that zoom is the zander
we eclipse the cyclops

the lower answer:
that doctor is a cloud




the morning is the moon

of the bramble
of the lamb

minus the tennis
in the shape of a kite

the paper hawk
the blue wheel

judas (not iscariot)
a green peach




wink tostada

a tuft of frost
in the wood of silence

               this is the frontage
               this is the road

there are rats in the trees
suddenly, you are the light




hobbyhorse seroquel

usa e-e-e pike
or normalcy

the squeak of the floor
the summer of the narrow way

good morning, mr. rose
are the stars glued to the sky?

tooth & cricket
I am the jumping toad




bring a borrowed snail

mr. muddy rich
the star & star

remain normal w/o a kitchen
would you, woodrow?

I wink at the burning bush
I rinse off the looking-glass

I am the wolf of the raisins
I use the broom of the radio

hello when I am alive
far above all heavens




milk-bone mars

               next
               stop orchard
               station

with a rubber artoo unit
I’m one away from the dream

I have freeze-dried ice cream
lock up the heavens, pronto!

pepper, peppermint
the parrot concedes the papermint

my complaint in the tragic dust
I’m helping the robot learn to speak




liquid paper dollar sign

carbonic hot sauce
pumpkin lasers nightly

the progress of the frog
a golden rock stunning

silver was a clocktime
a gentle savoy flank

that bandit of adages
of concrete apple$



J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments with words in his subterranean laboratory. His poetry has appeared in many small press publications, worldwide, since 2002. He is the author of ten chapbooks and e-books of poetry, including Cinderella City (The Red Ceilings Press, 2012). Nelson’s poem, “to mask a little bird” was nominated for Best of the Net. Visit MadVerse.com for more information and links to his published work. His haiku blog is at JDNelson.net. Nelson lives in Colorado, USA.
 
 
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1 Comments:

Blogger Lewis LaCook said...

Every J.D. Nelson poem I read reminds me that beneath the play of language itself there is an awesome generative power.
Nelson explores moods and hues that are whimsical and dizzying and uses them to evoke a strange new understanding, taped together from the fractured gimcrack fabric of contemporary life.

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