Barry Schwabsky (London, UK): "Poetry Fell In Love With You For A Reason"

Waking up nights: spare rooms crowded with heat.
And the rain outside: sudden music for dull garden
leaves. Remember who’s missing? In the lightning
of a smile, years of long kissing, and a fantasy
sequentially yours. But even though you feel chosen,
you are chosen. Invisible difference lasts long
(this book smells like Murakami), to an eye full
of poses. Oily sky, and goodbye—

© Barry Schwabsky 2007