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Jason Visconti Poetry
What It Means To Escort Her
by Jason Visconti
To soften the body at its creases,
a deranged animal in a zoo of kisses.
If I Were A Father
I would come into this world as well,
Just mark me in your inventory,
I would bait the sunrise to a newsreel,
If that’s my child’s story,
The disclaimer to love is so very small.
If Nature Were Natural
The flower of the grand ode should bloom,
Tree stalks airbrush into their journals,
The sun keeps west as landscape for a poem,
The true moon is rolled like a marble,
The night sky fills with hungry phantoms.
He is bending the scene from the lake shore of his crib,
for the swans of his mind have joined in a circle,
the sun is color coded upon the cloth of his bib,
the space between the bars means something whimsical,
he kicks up his feet with a modest stab.
Jason Visconti has attended both group and private poetry workshops. His work has appeared in various journals, including Literary Yard, California Quarterly, Valley Voices, Allegro Magazine and The American Journal of Poetry. He especially enjoys the poetry of Pablo Neruda and Billy Collins.