Unknown Streets
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A man crisscrosses this birdless beach,
Word after meaningless word,
Beaked to his tiny, improbable prey.
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Unknown Streets - Hungry George
Unknown Streets
A Collection of Verse
By Hungry George
This work is dedicated to all poets
who have yet to make their voices heard—
(you know who you are)
To change your language you must change your life.
—from Codicil,
a poem by Derek Walcott
In Search of a Poem
A man crisscrosses this birdless beach,
Word after meaningless word,
Beaked to his tiny, improbable prey.
Guns
Were poems guns
I would not squeeze this pigeon pale,
But would instead press lead
Into bird’s head.
A bullet-word or two would do
To color fancy’s blight—
Red answering this garish black,
This inconclusive white.
On the Front Porch with Your Mother
Rubbing a naked earlobe between forefinger and thumb,
Your mother tells me of a childhood fascination you once had
With toilet bowls and the swirls of things.
I suggest there’s a poem in that.
She laughs and says there probably is.
She then describes the day your two-year-old fingers
Found her favorite pair (her only pair) of diamond earrings
Resting on the counter by the sink.
I smile carefully—
Certain only that her swirling memories
Sparkle nothing like your eyes last night,
As twenty-year-old