Joseph Torra – from After the Chinese

Joseph Torra

from After the Chinese

Bill Corbett Reading “Back and Forth”

John Lewis, poet

of the keyboard

dead. Corbett’s

frame a garage

enough to store

a lake surface

or skyscraper.

Chop herbs mix

mustard clouds

stunted green stalks

dark chocolate earth.

Friends. Family. Foe.

Drink. Talk. Walks.

The world passes

through him. He

opens his mouth

leaves shake, bees

gather honey

become trapped

in nectar. Who

brushes unbroken

summer with pen

and notebook. Each

consonant and

vowel wrung for

all it’s worth. His

voice sails above

the scales! If

he tried jazz

I know he’d be

Master of Sound.

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