May 13-19, 2019: Poetry from John Delaney and Jayanta Bhaumik

John Delaney and Jayanta Bhaumik

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John Delaney
macklinjohn@hotmail.com

Bio (auto)

In 2016,  John moved out to Port Townsend, WA, after a lifetime in the east. He’s traveled widely, preferring remote, natural settings, and is addicted to kayaking and hiking. In 2017, John published Waypoints (Pleasure Boat Studio, Seattle), a collection of place poems. Twenty Questions, a chapbook, is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press in July 2019.

The following work is Copyright © 2019, and owned by John Delaney and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.


The Salvage Yard

That’s where my poems go.
Put out to pasture.
Exposed to the elements.
Left to rust beneath the sky
or destined for scrap metal.

But you never know.
Just the other day
a guy came looking
for a tire rim
for his Volkswagen Variant.
A rare model notchback.
And I had one for him.

1956

I hardly recognize the little boy
I was in the kindergarten
graduation photo.
Wearing a plaid tie
and a white button-down
short-sleeve shirt,
sporting a butch haircut.
He faces the camera, but looks beyond:
the future calling like a playground
with its swings, seesaw, and jungle gym.
Waiting to rush away
to raucous play in the dirt.
Wanting another turn on the slide.
God-like, I know everything
that would happen after,
the ups and downs, cuts and scrapes and hurt.
Pushing off, learning to hold tight,
not looking down or back.
Though it’s not a question
he could answer then,
nor am I better able now—
but still I wonder often:
did I become the man
I should have been?

 


Jayanta Bhaumik
thisisjoy@rediffmail.com

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Currently based in Kolkata, India, Jayanta Bhaumik is basically from the field of Metaphysics and Astrology. Roved around so many fields, he has finally chosen to leave a part in him incognito. A Research Member of American Federation of Astrologers, he writes on the subject dealing in Planets and Auguring Arts. He published the book "Remodel Your Soothsayer" about astrological subjects. He spends a period every year in Singapore and other south-east Asian countries for his professional assignments.

The following work is Copyright © 2019, and owned by Jayanta Bhaumik and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.


Unborn

Click off the time, as you turn abundant

Coffee was cooling on the table, an inevitable sketch
getting simpler and
……………………….a little more morphic

My mother had a stigma of being lost for six hundred years
Then a newspaper came the way the wisdom
………..reaches your cupboard
the way gypsy-lady reaches shenanigan-clad and breaks
the anointed law, and selects a likeable chair seated by a
parrot-looking judge: a seat, a place, a clear bare giving,
the maximum of memory almost a cage that my mother would
……….……….….share with a schizophrenic doctor
Our sketch uses an egg and we hatch the likes of our future

……………Let me be my Morpheus,
I want my mother desiring a sea with a soprano

Abundance breaks into millions of zillions of pebbles,
Get your coffee fast,
…….The beach will take another age to reach my mother’s spread

 



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