PLAINS
Amber remembrance of man-with-wings. An
inner-devil-angle speaking English like
roots and berries and electricity distil
to pixel-mud (my beautiful womb, my cradle,
remember me in absence of hothallowed rock)
and penniless, let's get reborn up skywards.
Vaverchak Day begins a quite logical
eyeballing off the facts: we lay over in Cincy,
lay over in vortext, in version 2.7; I just got
done laying an HTML page of poetry no-one will
ever read on a screen. Except you: and I shoot
across this sky scarred by impulse, highlighting
rude oxygen, just to sleep on your skin tonight
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Lewis LaCook was born in Lorain Ohio on November 5, 1970, making him a Scorpio. At fifteen he joined the
Black River Poets, and had his first published poems appear in their review. Leaving the group in his early twenties, he wrote features for the Cleveland Plain-Dealer, the Elyria Chronicle-Telegram, and the
Lorain Journal. He is currently an undergraduate English major at Kent State University.
His poetry has appeared in LOST AND FOUND TIMES, WORLD LETTER, POTEPOETTEXT, POTEPOETZINE, WHISKEY ISLAND, LUNA NEGRA, ARIEL, BLACK RIVER REVIEW, THE COVENTRY READER, etc.
Lewis is working on a long collaborative e-mail poem called OUTSIDE THE BOTHER OF SUNLIGHT with Sheila E. Murphy and a collective text called UTOPIA which features several authors, among whom are Murphy, Thomas Lowe Taylor, and John Cone. Editor of the e-zine IDIOLECT, Lewis lives in Kent, OH.
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