My Father In Hydra
by Todd Swift
Father that was,
Night you bother
My sleep, why?
Once you banged things,
Didn’t you come to me
When I was a child, to
Ask where the friends had gone?
I wish you a solid death –
I kiss your red face.
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A Stoic Writes A Love Song
By Todd Swift
It isn’t different to die
Or swoon; both times
Someone will cry out.
Todd swift is a leading UK-based Canadian Poet and the author of several books of poetry and anthologies, including Mainstream Love Hotel, pictured left. He is the editor of Eyewear, a British-based blogzine that focuses on poetry, politics and pop culture. Eyewear is being archived by The British Library.
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