Brad Rose
Hourglass Figure
She’s jealous of the cloud’s white drape
sashaying in the blue-silk distance,
as I admire its slow, unfolding prettiness
unburdened by rain.
This marks Brad Rose‘s 16th poem on One Sentence Poems. Read them all here.
She’s jealous of the cloud’s white drape
sashaying in the blue-silk distance,
as I admire its slow, unfolding prettiness
unburdened by rain.
This marks Brad Rose‘s 16th poem on One Sentence Poems. Read them all here.
Does the plummeting pelican dive
to where it sees the fish,
or to where the fish is?
Links to Brad Rose’s fiction and poetry can be found at http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com.
Falling in perfect pinstripes,
the gentle May rain
launders its own shirt.
Brad Rose is the author of the collection of poems and fiction, Pink X-Ray.
It’s not your sting I fear,
nor the frenzied crush
of your yellow thrashing,
but your faithless hoverings—
nearer to me, than I am to myself—
until, like the electricity of sudden shock,
you flit to some other unsuspecting Poppy,
whose pretty nectar you imagine
far sweeter than my unswerving, dulcet, devotion.
Kenneth Patchen’s Poem, “The Man Who Was Shorter than Himself,” was written about Brad Rose. Links to Brad’s published poetry and fiction can be found at: http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com/
(Found Poem—New York Times 1/8/2016)
U.S employers added 292,000
workers in December,
an impressive sprint capping off
a year of solid job growth.
Kenneth Patchen’s Poem “The Man Who Was Shorter than Himself,” was written about Brad Rose. Links to Brad’s published poetry and fiction can be found at: http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com/
In place of light,
dream
trespasses
throughout our bodies,
unthinkable
stars
whirr
weightless,
while in the next
apartment,
two secrets
shush the darkness
to sleep,
as if it were an infant
sky.
Brad Rose frequently contributes to Right Hand Pointing and One Sentence Poems. His book of poems and micro fiction, Pink X-Ray, will be available Spring, 2015 from Big Table Publishing.
Sheets stripped to bone-bare bed,
your closet, empty as a mineshaft,
I trace the invisible circumference of your leaving,
as the house falls dream-dead quiet,
and the basement digs itself ever deeper
into the earth’s dark stone.
Brad Rose frequently contributes to Right Hand Pointing and One Sentence Poems. His blog is at http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com His book of poems and micro fiction, Pink X-Ray, will be available Spring, 2015 from Big Table Publishing.
All of you, now, small as a simple sentence,
they drain your blood from a whitened body,
as if you were a typo.
Brad Rose frequently contributes to Right Hand Pointing and One Sentence Poems. His chapbook of miniature fiction, Coyotes Circle the Party Store, is from Right Hand Pointing.