Poems by Starnino Carmine
On the Obsolescence of Caphone
... umption,spored here from some other place, now I realizeI'm whatever comes across in the translation ...
Our Butcher
... to small organs, organs I'd like to disinter and wrap,risen again inside the pink of new paper skin ...
Pugnax Gives Notice
... as the bloodis raked over with sand, thinking chore thoughts:yard work, paint jobs, weekend projects ...
The Suitcase
... cramped in a margin,knows itself much punished, dun-pallored,steeped in the practice of persistence ...
The True Story of My Father
... the truth ismy father was an unhappy man,his head was heavy, and sometimeshe rested it in his hands ...