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Four poems by Jeffrey Cyphers Wright


Four poems by Jeffrey Cyphers Wright



TV anchors gab about binge-
watching, riots, and tattoos. 
The machine has a boo boo.
We are in some deep doo doo.

Blue jays peck red berries,
91 degrees and I am a sap.
Jupiter’s ma pushes old news:
It’s more fun with someone.

Okay, steeple chaser, let’s see
your stuff. Here’s a hot ticket 
for the Tingling Sisters Circus.
It’s time to give the frog a kiss.

On mercy’s wings we arrive.
Moving in where silence sings.



Seven grackles tickle a hickory.
August unties its clown shoes.

On the thirteenth of evermore
in the year of nothing less,

I hold to you a blinding mirror 
and you light me like a fuse.

Smell of old oaks in the park . . .
the ache of fading panache.

“Shut up and keep bailing,”
said the old salt to his mate.

You still look fucking great
in the future we’re creating.

Embers of a carousel, we are
burning rings, forged by stars.



Mutual love is the law of human life. —Leo Tolstoy

A fat moon trundles across the sky,
a Mack truck with one headlight. 

I sleep alone in night’s salon
pining like a nut.

The only thing better
than one guitar is two guitars,

your sunglasses reflecting my eyes
in July’s jonquiled haze. 

Resistance is futile.
Whatever you say.

The DJ is my best friend.
Gulls laugh at love’s slaughter.

I hear you rule with an iron caress.
My ears blaze in your absence.



October lights a lantern in the aspens
under your window. The river undoes
night’s black ribbon and lays back,
eager to continue swapping whoppers.

After the yawning contest we’ll put
the final touch on our opera bouffe 
and bask in each other’s wilderness.
Knockin’ on the lockdown’s door.

My puppets file for unemployment
and burn their orders from Moscow
Mitch. Lambaste the bastards.
Ok, who ordered the turkey cobbler?

I dream I drive an empty limousine.
There’s a place here for you to fill in. 

About the author

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright is a publisher, critic, eco-activist, impresario, and artist, best known as a poet. He is author of 17 books of verse, including Blue Lyre from Dos Madres Press, and Party Everywhere from Xanadu. He has an MFA in poetry and publishes Live Mag!, a journal of art and poetry. He recently produced “Pandemic Puppet Jam.”

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