Three Poems

by Howie Good

An Atlas of the Human Mind

The idea of murder
resides in fragmentary
and elliptical phrases
(victim, killed, confessed)
alongside salt and ash,

an area of gray matter
that looks suspiciously
like daytime Detroit,
only with flaming riderless bicycles
passing on the street.

Spring Up

I want to ask why a tattoo of a dog’s face
on the back of her calf. Only attendance
today at the guided tree tour prevents me.
Things made of wood, things that are heavy,

things having four legs, all communicate
through operatic singing. Take the word
“table.” And just like that, the leaves light up
as if I’ve won a trophy for bowling 200!

Scraps

I’m beginning to dread Thursdays.
It’s all drips and splats.
Jesus Christ, how things change.
I’m not the mad bastard
shouting at the world anymore.
I’m getting older.
I believe in science.
What is soft dick rock?
I want clear answers.
Balloon dogs seem gratuitous.

 —

 HOWIE GOOD, A JOURNALISM PROFESSOR AT SUNY NEW PALTZ, IS THE AUTHOR OF THE FULL-LENGTH POETRY COLLECTIONS ‘LOVESICK’ (PRESS AMERICANA, 2009), ‘HEART WITH A DIRTY WINDSHIELD’ (BEWRITE BOOKS, 2010), AND ‘EVERYTHING REMINDS ME OF ME’ (DESPERANTO, 2011), AS WELL AS 28 PRINT AND DIGITAL POETRY CHAPBOOKS. HE HAS BEEN NOMINATED MULTIPLE TIMES FOR THE PUSHCART PRIZE AND THE BEST OF THE NET AND WEB ANTHOLOGIES. HE IS A CONTRIBUTING EDITOR TO THE ONLINE LITERARY JOURNAL ‘COMMON-LINE’, CO-EDITOR OF THE ONLINE NONFICTION JOURNAL ‘LEFT HAND WAVING’, AND CO-FOUNDER AND -EDITOR (WITH DALE WISELY) OF THE DIGITAL CHAPBOOK PUBLISHER ‘WHITE KNUCKLE PRESS’.
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