28 January 2009

Featured Poets: William Allegrezza and Simone Muench


A Villanelle

I have undone our bent decision laughing sadly
between wind and wound, the day pitches down.
We are a replicating setting devoid of greenery,

with hoes, tropes, and our mass machinery
with licensed language but without listening we drone.
I have undone our bent decision laughing sadly

as though to speck electric and forgo our power medley
we divine to be verbs but end up as proper nouns.
We are a replicating setting devoid of greenery,

trying through the days’ languor to talk avidly
of words settling among sheets slipped facedown,
the stillness undone, our bent decision laughing sadly.

An embryonic engineering; an abracadabra of absently
searching the haphazard circuitry of words. Yes, this brown
field is a replicating setting devoid of greenery,

a discord of clouds at our throats, a soured creamery
left hastily for the rush of law, of light, of renown.
Still moving with our bent decision laughing sadly,
we replicate settings devoid of greenery.






she

she enter it she affair it she apprehend it she apr├Ęs ski it
she having known it is beyond into being light
into listlessness of she listen in as she whittles & splits
overheard the stifling voices she shatter she writ of right

she save us from the undertown of the Pontchartrain
with bone she ravage react ah, sweet throaty open
river corridors, fill us up with your considerate champagne
spilling open the meniscus over streets into she ocean

she devoted she reignites in doing so, burns the scrim
the dancers scattering beyond the sparks she panthers
into uninhabitable dimness she shimmies her phantom limb
as cloud, climb to state unto this she matters

she alphabetizes she vanishes in acts of three
burning the smoke tree sea she instant she the will to be







©2009 William Allegrezza and Simone Muench