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Two Poems From Childhood
Both of these poems were written on July 18th, 1985 when I was eight years old. As you can see the Cold War had a bit of an effect on my childhood perception of the world. »
Big Hair Tattoo
Middlepoet »
Burrowing through morning
Burrowing Below the crust Towards the core As doors seal The capsule Glides towards Millions Amidst a shell Of electronically Charged ambition, Defeat, Hunger, Starvation. »
Brief Bio
Middlepoet is the former Poet Laureate of Jersey City, NJ. He is a two time recipient of grants from the Puffin Foundation and a semi-finalist for a UCLA/Pen Fellowship. He currently lives in New Jersey where he is working on a collection of poems entitled The Book of Middle. »
City Streets
She is the love lake Resurrecting the fire escape Of my foundation Allowing a resounding Renunciation Of drama She walks on the pillows of histories Clouds As our beings continue to combine In Buddhist Time Reincarnating Discussions of future Juggling schedules Like children juggling marbles She was there then First crush First kiss First touch First sex She is all those women Times 7 Holding hands through infinity On the city street Coming and going... »
