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A.S.J. Tessimond's Poetry, by first line

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  • Attack On The Ad-Man
    This trumpeter of nothingness, employed
    To keep our reason dull and null and void.
    39 lines
  • Cats
    Cats no less liquid than their shadows
    Offer no angles to the wind.
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Day Dream
    One day people will touch and talk perhaps
    easily,
    15 lines
  • Not Love Perhaps
    This is not Love, perhaps,
    Love that lays down its life,
    19 lines
  • The British
    We are a people living in shells and moving
    Crablike; reticent, awkward, deeply suspicious;
    25 lines
  • Any Man Speaks
    I, after difficult entry through my mother's blood
    And stumbling childhood (hitting my head against the world);
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Bells, Pool And Sleep
    Bells overbrim with sound
    And spread from cupolas
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Betrayal
    If a man says half himself in the light, adroit
    Way a tune shakes into equilibrium,
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • Birch Tree
    The birch tree in winter
    Leaning over the secret pool
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Black On Black
    Serrations of chimneys
    Stone-black perforate
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Cats 1
    To walk as you walk, green eye, smiler, not
    Even ostentatiously alone but simply
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Chaplin
    The sun, a heavy spider, spins in the thirsty sky.
    The wind hides under cactus leaves, in doorway corners. Only the wry
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Cinema Screen
    Light's patterns freeze:
    Frost on our faces.
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Cocoon For A Skeleton
    Clothes: to compose
    The furtive, lone
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Discovery
    When you are slightly drunk
    Things are so close, so friendly.
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • Don Juan
    Under the lips and limbs, the embraces, faces,
    Under the sharp circumference, the brightness,
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Earthfast
    Architects plant their imagination, weld their poems on rock,
    Clamp them to the skidding rim of the world and anchor them down to its core;
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Empty Room
    The clock disserts on punctuation, syntax.
    The clock's voice, thin and dry, asserts, repeats.
    8 lines, 2 comments
  • Epilogue
    \
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Epitaph For Our Children
    Blame us for these who were cradled and rocked in our chaos;
    Watching our sidelong watching, fearing our fear;
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • Epitaph On A Disturber Of His Times
    We expected the violin's finger on the upturned nerve;
    Its importunate cry, too laxly curved:
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Flight Of Stairs
    Stairs fly as straight as hawks;
    Or else in spirals, curve out of curve, pausing
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Houses
    People who are afraid of themselves
    Multiply themselves into families
    20 lines, 2 comments
  • June Sick Room
    The birds' shrill fluting
    Beats on the pink blind,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Last Word To Childhood
    Ice-cold fear has slowly decreased
    As my bones have grown, my height increased.
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Meeting
    Dogs take new friends abruptly and by smell,
    Cats' meetings are neat, tactual, caressive.
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • Music
    This shape without space,
    This pattern without stuff,
    17 lines, 1 comment
  • Never
    Suddenly, desperately
    I thought, "No, never
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Night Piece
    Climb, claim your shelf-room, far
    Packed from inquisitive moon
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • Nursery Rhyme For A Twenty-First Birthday
    You cannot see the walls that divide your hand
    From his or hers or mine when you think you touch it.
    10 lines, 1 comment
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