for Forrest Read


slate tiles, deep gray

and sky-chipped,

offer themselves to

the weather on

top of a lecture hall.


minds in a skyscraper molt genius

like crated chickens stacked on a semi

leave feathers in the wind.


fetal, pale gray

and cancer-worn,

the teacher offers

his last self

to those who listen:


"I have spent my life

reading Pound.

There are worse ways

to spend one's life."




Copyright James Phoenix 2017

updated 5/7/2017