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Poetry by Corey Messler 

Corey is widely published, author of Chin-Chin in Eden (Still Waters Press), winner of the Moonfire Poetry Chapbook Competition, and owner of Burke's Book Store.  He is also a book reviewer for The Commercial Appeal, BookPage, The Memphis Flyer, and Brightleaf.  His novel-in-dialogue, Talk, has received raves from Lee Smith, Robert Olen Butler, Steve Stern, Debra Spark, Suzanne Kingsbury, Frederick Barthelme and John Grisham.  He lives in Tennessee.




© 2003 Corey Messler



Ghost Closet Dream


A white

sock sleeps


in my

shirt sleeve


like a

static snake.





Versifying Archimage


            "And thus I come accounting,

             With all my enchantments."

                        Eduardo Calderón



My magic is weak as tea.

It thins even as I

unwind it.

The audience grows restless.

The children

I counted on for rapturous

focus are moving

on.  I shift gears.  I open up

the last book,

the one I had hoped not to use.





A Weekend with Thanatos


George is dead.  John is dead.

Linda is dead.  Who would

have thought this early

the magic would be so diminished?

I sit in my father's chair

while he languishes in the ER.

The TV is showing an old

Ronald Reagan movie.

The world seems off-axis, a place

of malefaction and monkeys.

Sometimes time seems

to coagulate. Everything only lasts, I know,

a little while, eternally.







All work is copyrighted property of Corey Messler.



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