A Poem by Steven Karl
Us of Anna
sometimes, you’d like to is bigger than bank accounts, or desire thereof, accumulation of which in the absence of it seems enough delusions to be equal sum of some spectacular, etc. yet, ponds are made motives necessity to emulate with held hands, entertained turtles on a log, girl’s laugh, us of Anna sun shifts branches smile from in but each a to be taken. we but ah, moved us shadow gone. us flame in,
Steven Karl is the author of State(s) of Flux, a collaboration chap(art)book with Joseph Lappie (Peptic Robot Press, 2009), (Ir)Rational Animals (Flying Guillotine Press, 2010) and forthcoming e-chap, emissions/ of (H_ngm_n, 2011). He has poems in or forthcoming from Vinyl and Jellyfish. He is the News Editor for Coldfront Magazine and lives in Brooklyn, NY.