{"id":2941,"date":"2017-02-21T02:30:13","date_gmt":"2017-02-21T02:30:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2941"},"modified":"2017-02-23T16:49:01","modified_gmt":"2017-02-23T16:49:01","slug":"john-sullivan-winter-2017","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/john-sullivan-winter-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"John Sullivan, Winter 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Secret Meaning of Night<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

My own bridge. \u00a0No<\/span><\/p>\n

destination. \u00a0Stone<\/span><\/p>\n

river. \u00a0Going across <\/span><\/p>\n

as a reflex. \u00a0Rage<\/span><\/p>\n

is not. \u00a0My ride.<\/span><\/p>\n

Straight up. \u00a0Through <\/span><\/p>\n

time. \u00a0My worry.<\/span><\/p>\n

Forget my story.<\/span><\/p>\n

Useless. \u00a0L.A. \u00a0I<\/span><\/p>\n

die for. \u00a0And<\/span><\/p>\n

the name? \u00a0Simple,<\/span><\/p>\n

in my sleep. \u00a0Arrow<\/span><\/p>\n

of care, as motion.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In time. \u00a0Last December.<\/span><\/p>\n

Baby, ask me: \u201chow<\/span><\/p>\n

low is the ocean?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Stormy. \u00a0Weather.<\/span><\/p>\n

I speak: raze.<\/span><\/p>\n

Of graceless. \u00a0Light.<\/span><\/p>\n

Rubato jitter. \u00a0I<\/span><\/p>\n

speak: straight <\/span><\/p>\n

    \n
  1. \u00a0Old man. <\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n

    Marooned. \u00a0In<\/span><\/p>\n

    his memory.<\/span><\/p>\n

    Simple.<\/span><\/p>\n

     <\/p>\n

    Sad cough. \u00a0Finds<\/span><\/p>\n

      \n
    1. \u00a0Snarled. \u00a0Inside <\/span><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n

      time. \u00a0Last December? \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

      Ask me: What?<\/span><\/p>\n

      Love? \u00a0Baby,<\/span><\/p>\n

      ask me: \u201chow high<\/span><\/p>\n

      is the sea? \u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

      Obligation<\/span><\/p>\n

      of joy. \u00a0I <\/span><\/p>\n

      speak. \u00a0Flight.<\/span><\/p>\n

      Fracture pours<\/span><\/p>\n

      from. \u00a0Simple. <\/span><\/p>\n

      Arrow of care<\/span><\/p>\n

      as absolution. <\/span><\/p>\n

       <\/p>\n

      La Brea. \u00a0Forget<\/span><\/p>\n

      my worry. \u00a0Story.<\/span><\/p>\n

      Stone river. \u00a0Going<\/span><\/p>\n

      across as a reflex.<\/span><\/p>\n

      My own bridge. <\/span><\/p>\n

      Over rue. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

      Passing into. <\/span><\/p>\n

      Last December.<\/span><\/p>\n

      My ride. \u00a0Baby,<\/span><\/p>\n

      in my sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n

      Simple. \u00a0Stormy. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

      Weather. \u00a0Stranded, \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

      in memory. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

      I speak: \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

      What Love. <\/span><\/p>\n

       <\/p>\n

      Bio<\/span>: John Sullivan has received awards including: “Jack Kerouac Literary Prize,” “Writers Voice: New Voices of the West,” AZ Arts fellowships, Artists Studio Center fellowship (Johnson VT), and a WESTAF fellowship. He was featured at Denver’s Summer Play Festival, and received a fellowship to the Eco-Arts Performance Workshop at the University of Oregon. He was Artistic-Producing Director of Theater Degree Zero (Tucson \/ Bisbee AZ), an artists collaborative that produced several devised theatre pieces and various iterations of the Bisbee Poetry Festival. He later directed the applied theatre wing of Seattle Public Theater, and collaborated with Amnesty International Group #23 (Houston TX) in theatre-based projects on the death penalty in Texas, and torture throughout the world. He now works with environmental networks in the Southwest and Deep South using Augusto Boal\u2019s Theatre of the Oppressed<\/em> to promote advocacy and expand dialogue on environmental justice, environmental global health and health care access issues. <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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