And May’s breath, impossibly tender,
inhumanly graceful,
washes down my shoulders.

from β€œNest,” by Jordan Germ in Mild Ulcer #1

~

Hundreds of us,

haunch to haunch on
Β  Β  Β  every bench in
Β  Β  Β  Central Park

eyes closed, faces pointing
Β  Β  Β  at the Sun, we’re

turning

as the Sun turns

β€œThe First Warm Day of the Year” by Lew Welch, from Ring of Bone

~

May finds me in my nest, pushes me out, and forces a renewal,
first flight.

from β€œNest,” by Jordan Germ in Mild Ulcer #1

~

1
Slowly in the swamps unfold
great yellow petals of a
savage thing, a
tropic thing β€”

While no stilt-legged birds watch,
no monkey screams,
those great yellow petals
unfold.

2
Rank plant.

β€œSkunk Cabbage” by Lew Welch, from Ring of Bone