Tim Rogers
Tim Rogers is an American poet living in Czechia, Europe. He graduated from Brooklyn College many years ago with an MFA, having studied under the tutelage of Allen Ginsberg. Today he runs an English-language bookstore and sits on the board of non-profit that is primarily involved with teaching English to school-age children and as an English-language resource and community center.
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Surface of the Self as a Lintel Made of Wood
               I.
Sacred and damned a cross
of purposes the self can't always complete
three
is not the purest of perfections
Circles round & autumn
apples
vaguely gravid
admit
Adam & St. Andrew
Swiss bowmen
suffering
this tree of nourishments
Make a play of planes & gifts /
of revolutions
and
of fists /
& fish
(both infinitely singular
or of the common
plural)
Think of this as Sunday school
A present edifice
where rests
the wind
               II.
Failure too
is a revelation
(the prophet troubled / a man
Oh, man
The blues sure do
Make the time go / by
An incessant ticking of the clock
& chopsticks
this is the unanticipated antecedent
to lips
pursed and pouting
ripening
red
the dwindling season
Wild strawberries can still be found
perfuming
the verges
Small but not
               insignificant
Look
lovingly
at the trees
time does not wait for fire
for flames
Those limbs
they sway
/ they sway
Whether heavy or of all
free
Tim Rogers is an American poet living in Czechia, Europe. He graduated from Brooklyn College many years ago with an MFA, having studied under the tutelage of Allen Ginsberg. Today he runs an English-language bookstore and sits on the board of non-profit that is primarily involved with teaching English to school-age children and as an English-language resource and community center.