{"id":2328,"date":"2013-10-30T18:27:17","date_gmt":"2013-10-30T18:27:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2328"},"modified":"2013-11-01T01:28:30","modified_gmt":"2013-11-01T01:28:30","slug":"john-landry-october-2013","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/john-landry-october-2013\/","title":{"rendered":"John Landry, October 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Under the skirts of Spanish dancers<br \/>\nstray icons engage in the secret practice of Elsewhere<br \/>\nA few verbs of crystal blind the glands of eucalyptus leaves<br \/>\nwhere I, mad with bouquets looking for the perfect opium,<br \/>\nwheel my eyes through leprous snow<br \/>\npanting the rays of an incandescent love<br \/>\nto soften the hoops of idiots<br \/>\nin that place between nauseous fingers<br \/>\nand the insinuations of an orphan flute<br \/>\nI am a drunken heap of anchors bleached to a whisper<br \/>\nwhere yr fevered sails incline upon my fauning<\/p>\n<p><strong>In the Waiting Room of the Self-Mutilation Therapist 1<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>oh the arrogance of man<br \/>\nto think his alterations<br \/>\ncan possibly enhance<br \/>\nthe sacred body<br \/>\nwe have become<\/p>\n<p>twelve gauge has taken on a whole new meaning<br \/>\nhe tells me as he leads me to the latest addition<br \/>\nto the medical miracle chart he has become<br \/>\nbut I thought it was a treasure map<br \/>\nbefore the the punctures<\/p>\n<p>I am a practiced oral cartographer<br \/>\nwhose instruments are particularly<br \/>\nsensitive to plate tectonics<br \/>\nand gravitational shifts<br \/>\nwhose tongue and lips<br \/>\nhumanize the landscape<br \/>\nand spelunk along with the best of them<\/p>\n<p><strong>In the Waiting Room of the Self-Mutilation Therapist 2<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>oh the arrogance of woman<br \/>\nto think her alterations<br \/>\ncan possibly improve upon<br \/>\nthe sacred body<br \/>\nwe have become<\/p>\n<p>hood ornament has taken on a whole new meaning<br \/>\nshe tells me as she leads me to the latest addition<br \/>\nto the acupuncture chart she has become<br \/>\nshe insists it&#8217;s a treasure map<br \/>\nbut I thought it was a joy<br \/>\nbefore the tasteful pictures<\/p>\n<p>I am a practiced oral cartographer<br \/>\nwhose instruments are particularly<br \/>\nsensitive to plate tectonics<br \/>\nand gravitational shifts<br \/>\nwhose tongue and lips<br \/>\nhumanize the landscape<br \/>\nand spelunk along with the best of them<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>John Landry was born in New Bedford, Massachusetts and has\u00a0survived as a quahogger, scallop shucker, factory worker, warehouseman,library assistant, teacher, His work has appeared in Appeal to Reason,\u00a0Amerarcana, Flying Fish, Burp, Fell Swoop, Xcp cross-cultural poetics,\u00a0Poetas Siglo Venitiuno 21st Century Poets(Spain), onedit, citizen 32, NRG, Outofour,\u00a0Istanbul Literary Review, Exquisite Corpse. He has lived in Germany, India, and Greece.<br \/>\nHis most recent book is <em>qui\u00e9n va a podar los ciruelos cuando me vaya\/who will prune the plum tree when i am gone,<\/em>\u00a0published by Editorial Cuneta in Santiago, Chile in 2010.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Under the skirts of Spanish dancers stray icons engage in the secret practice of Elsewhere A few verbs of crystal blind the glands of eucalyptus leaves where I, mad with bouquets looking for the perfect opium, wheel my eyes through leprous snow panting the rays of an incandescent love to soften the hoops of idiots [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":934,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2328","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v24.2 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>John Landry, October 2013 - 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