Kevin Magee
The Kitchen in King's Cross Road
Two long hours
give it the intonation of an answer
give it appearance
of an ordinary life
several copies of what I thought was a person,
masterpieces to admire
Only the end of the meal was missing
favored to lift my eyes from the page
though I know too little about cooking
The rest of the day
is called the afternoon
Interpreter
for Steve Abbott
Stand up from the dead, the dead works
in my trouble saying arise
my only portion, disquietments
ill and absent from the ordnance
They fear we come with new and dangerous opinions
the sum of whose days spent in a room
struck dumb by the authority of
books, fare thee well then and cry for your mother
This is a word that
(if there is a heaven) there will be an author for
The poor child gives her
money to a poorer child
This is phrased as a simple faith