About this poet

Andrew Zawacki is the author of Videotape (Counterpath Press, 2013).

Zerogarden

Andrew Zawacki

Within the horizon of gabardine
hills, raku-
fired as if forged in the kiln
of georgic Georgia mid-
July, the trees halloo Tallulah
Gorge, velarium & an event in
themselves, gouged by blunt per

-sephones of crimson & of green
—gren
-ache, wasabi, hen
-na, Fanta, ferric, gren
-adine—

& a few miles south
off 328, in Tugaloo State Park,
a beach that shouldn't
be there         is, the lake now
8 feet low, & fishing lures
& sinkers & bobbers are
snagged on roots of the
oak've eroded, & mica
speckling reddish clay where
one can walk beneath an
orphaned dock
are a trillion mini
mirrors among the mullions
composing, composting the bank,
to show the singular, macular
sun what it looks like—severally

 

Copyright © 2010 by Andrew Zawacki. Used with permission of the author.

Andrew Zawacki

Andrew Zawacki is the author of Videotape (Counterpath Press, 2013).

by this poet

poem

You say wind is only wind
& carries nothing nervous
in its teeth.
        I do not believe it.

I have seen leaves desist
                        from moving
although the branches
                      move, & I
believe a cyclone has secrets
the