today, you look so neat & bright, today
seurat, old saxophone joe, seurat
the air of rhyming: verse & reverse
forever
the poem is fucking
warm spores
old saxophone joe is a pipe
monsieur seurat is a painter
well represented in chicago
mother’s always remarkable
the dead deer appears manufactured
where are my scissors, he shouts
buttermilk, one of life’s great pleasures
the smile in the voice
the smile in the voice produced by the body
a simple rhythm, & gaps
the way we appear with
maximal polynesian clarity
Anselm Hollo is a Finnish poet and translator. He has published over forty titles of poetry in the UK and US and received honors including the Harold Morton Landon Translation and fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Poets Foundation. (updated 6/2010)