7 Fragments
by Peter Newton
my dead friend / she would also like / how I refer to her now
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wind-whipped leaves / part of me / too tender for this
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I row out / to see how / life looks from here
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second day of June / birds unbothered / by numbers
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a few things / left to tell you– / the hummingbird’s perch
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Monday morning / shaving off / my clown face
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a road-trip heart / in a hermit’s body / we each say a few words
A graduate of the University of Michigan and Middlebury College’s The Bread Loaf School of English, Peter Newton is the author of the poetry collection What We Find, published in 2011 by Imaginary Press. His short poems appear in a variety of print and online journals, including the forthcoming definitive haiku anthology Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years, due out in May 2013 from W.W. Norton & Company. You can read his poetry updates and more of his recent work on Twitter @ThePeterNewton.
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Like the way the activity -rowing- is understated (only mentioned in line 3) yet pervades the rhythm of the poem.
Very nice!
Petre always posts an image that seems never quite finished… it comes to you at a place you were not prepared to meet…. and leaves you a little unsettled, knowing that what it leaves with you is only a “fragment” itself of something much more.
Merrill,
As Blyth put it: “Haiku . . . that half-said thing.” Though I can’t say as I ever relly know what the heck I’m doing. Poem are songs. Sometimes, I’m lucky enough to hear parts.
–Peter
Hi, Peter, I think we all, only ever, hear parts… where the conections are made between two psyches… that’s where the sparks fly. Love to come across your “fragments” … they always leap back to something I’ve known once.
These are just beautiful. And the reading also.