A new poem and a promise of something to come...

Just a brief one this morning: a new poem, a plug for poetryspeaks.com (still the featured poet last I looked) and a promise to post something soon, which I've been writing, to do with the music of language, melos that is is Aristotle speak. But for now, instead of a poem from the book, here's a new poem or actually a bit from a new long poem:

from Virbius

--Unadorned,

crinkled by the bristled wave

they called, --Hippoplytus

and I turned

and received a blow to back of head,

horse hooves of wave break edge

knockt me under

into the bottom currents

twisted and writhing with every separate

compass point targeted by their pull.