Another Missed Connection
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Daniel Senser’s poetic opus touches on themes of erotic love, fantasy, drunkenness and madness, among others. His work stands out for its mystical and spiritual elements, as well as its use of rhyme and musical language.
Daniel Senser
Daniel Senser is originally from Cincinnati, Ohio. He attended the University of Cincinnati where he received a BA in English. He began writing in elementary school, but started his career as a poet his freshman year of college after reading The Iliad. He was also greatly influenced by ancient Eastern poetry, the works of Jorge Louis Borges and other Hispanic writers, as well as contemporary writers such as Billy Collins and Charles Simic. Works by Daniel have been featured in such journals as: Adelaide, Jewish Currents, and California Quarterly, among others. He currently lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts.
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Another Missed Connection - Daniel Senser
The wind blows the cherry blossoms into the river,
where they are carried off by the current downstream—
perfect pink punctuation for the long flowing sentence
that yearns for the certainty of its period, the sea.
I watch the cherry tree shake like a rueful mother
saying goodbye to her beloved children.
She knows their healthy pink glow will not last
without her. She knows that the river carries them
to their graves. And yet, I cannot help but feel thankful
for this wondrous sacrifice, this theft by wind,
this deceitful ushering by river towards death.
I can forgive the cruel fate of all things beautiful,
and be thankful for beauty’s inevitable return.
PHALANGEAL ADVANCEMENT
The innocent and charming hysteria of my eyes
Served nicely as a diversion for my hand
Which rose up like the tide upon the sand
Of the inner portion of her stubbly thigh.
Before I could reach the cavern
Carved out in the underside of her short black skirt,
She cried out, Don’t!
And as the sea follows Poseidon’s commands,
So my hand was halted for the moment.
Trust me,
I said, sounding more like a boy than a man,
"This hand is pure as the guitarist’s upon the strings—
Let me tune your soul to your own best liking,
And to mine, with this hand."
She lay back, eyes closed, smiling.
The sea rushed in, filling the cavern,
Which, for the briefest of moments,
Teemed with the life that I wanted for her.
ANTEDILUVIAN DEPTHS
My shadow struck the earth and shattered
into a million butterflies at dawn.
Darkness immersed itself in an ocean of light
and found treasures there
that reflected back the stars.
I have wept such that my tears have risen up
in a cloud of mist that veiled me
shielded me from the eyes
of those whose cups I would fill
and make drunk on the sweet nectar of my song.
The cloud lifts, and, now with
the grace of a once-hidden beauty revealed,
my voice takes over where my tears left off.
Whose tears are these that mix with my own?
This question hangs like the sun—a vision
unattainable by the eyes—over my head,
and my every breath tells a story that began
in the antediluvian depths, where love met hate
and day met night, and made peace with one another
before creating life.
GRAVE DIGGER
You won’t find the Devil here
Amongst the clay and the worms
And the rock, nor the