golden gate park
posted May 10, 2011
the western morning floats
across the garden easy
as a tennis ball
by the priscilla presley roses
you tell me about your first marriage
and then your second
you did love my mother you did
here is a garden with a
poisonous sky
here is a garden whose petals
are razors
the good years still dangle
like a leaf within reach
here is a garden where small means
beautiful or silent
or red
we will remember each rose
by its fragrance of ifs
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's poems have appeared recently or are forthcoming in publications such as 32 Poems, New Orleans Review, Parnassus, Ploughshares, The Threepenny Review, and Witness. He grew up in Los Angeles and works in book production in New York City.
We’ve published seven more poems by Homolka: “sometimes song,” “Hooky,” “Vertigo,” “Rubato,” “resignation,” “Fairground II,” and “Orchard Street.”