Sunday, 5 November 2017

2 Poems by David Francis

Drops Falling After a Downpour

Stick my head
out the window
from our hotel room
into the alley
so dark
with a bad smell
and feel
the drops falling
catch one
in my hand
one on
my eyelid
am I
catching
the present


From Empire Diner

Looking up –
there is an anchor-shaped cross
that is a man
arms outstretched on the railing
only the white undershirt
gleams like spot-lit billboard cloth
(the face is obscure

from time to time
disappears and reappears)

and all the ventilation
under the umbrellas
won’t air the claustrophobia
in that room.


Bionote

David Francis has produced six albums of songs, one of poems, and "Always/Far," a chapbook of lyrics and drawings. His film "Village Folksinger" has been screened in the US and the UK.  David's
poems and stories have appeared in a number of journals and anthologies. www.davidfrancismusic.com


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