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July 17, 2018 / barton smock

sailboat

his sister, three years away from leaving social media, has a boyfriend whose depression is a feminist. darkness lands again the role of weather. on paper, his cough is somewhere between cricket and cross.

July 16, 2018 / barton smock

One Poem By Eleanor Gray

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ambush of evening, solstice spilled on stone
without animal blood but other: our true names written
where river runs her blue arms through a velvet meadow

pale one, bending to waters, with a language of seeing &
silent woods, I am obscured by every beauty

you have never belonged

fleshed with the ordinary work of death,
irreducible in otherness

black violets, marsh-lily, open as many mouths in the
open chest of diligence

the day is feasting on the innocent, reeds of sun
bound in their song

familiar world, I do not know you

what does my mad heart dream of? my fingers,
stained with the tithe of violets

a dark sea spread with voyages, shy animals,
a garden where all love is,

far from me

with only dreams to feed the soul on,  I go,
through the dark wood,            wings waxen

time has no name for you, the words of…

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July 16, 2018 / barton smock

{willed}

SOME RECENT:

[vacancy musics]

how priest-like
my father is, the biter
of his own
breast, in the church
of my sister’s

bluer
moon

~

[home musics]

short
on symbolism
the anxious
sleep
to disguise
their fatigue

/ they are not
all here
my bread-shaped
birds

~

[dust musics]

the treehouse oven, the breadlit

moon- so what

he don’t remember
right or left
which hand
shot
his brother, how many

fish
per nightmare

~

[predictive text]

he knows three languages
but hurts me
in one

–

our baby hasn’t spoken in years

–

we were left two insomniacs

they are slowly
picking teams

–

satan has no memory of passing through deer

~

[spider bites]

I lose
at times
the names
of the boys
I hid from…

not an angel, I am allowed
to love
the baby

~

[I still bring snow]

I think mom’s new dog must have the bones of a kite. I have a lover, now. a he, a beekeeper. a she if she saddens in the nearness. a nothing, a dowry. ghost china. spacesuits for stillborns. under this blanket, a puppet reads to a doll about light. under that, the shape of what goes blind in a poem. I miss you. plural. I don’t wash my forehead. I still bring snow.

~

[house musics]

no star foreign, brother kisses a spiderless ceiling.

the diver
dead
our father
loved

~

[untitled]

a sick child can be in two stories at once. anthill. calvary. tell neither. I feel like maybe I am talking my way up the dollmaker’s ladder. eat? I won’t the black duckling. god

won’t the owl. angels

just birds
that faint.

~

[response musics (iii)]

…weigh god in photos. free a crow from the gospel of the negative. (we) revisit the medicines. call you dead and call you hawk gone to curl in the lap of a cyclops. ask (we ask) for what landbound thing did your body carry time? your past, every year, the same spot. thing never shows.

~

AND:

thru July 16th, Lulu is offering free mail shipping or 50% off ground with coupon code of SHIPIT2018

poetry collections, mine, self-published, are here: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/acolyteroad

~

private publications are available via paypal (bartsmock@gmail.com) or https://www.paypal.me/BartonSmock, as such:

chapbook, [BASILISK], 64 pages $5.00
(Feb 2017)
chapbook, [the accepted field], 84 pages $5.00
(May 2017)
chapbook, [in this life another is you], 64 pages $3.00
(Oct 2017)

~
my privately published work {mood piece for baby blur} is available to anyone donating 5.00 or more to my poetry journal {isacoustic*}

donation can be made, here:
https://www.paypal.me/BartonSmock
or it can be sent to (bartsmock@gmail.com)

One can check out {isacoustic*}, here:

site: https://isacoustic.com/
facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/Isacoustic-192435501303710/
twitter: https://twitter.com/isacousticVOL
instagram: https://www.instagram.com/isacousticvol/

July 16, 2018 / barton smock

dying boy when did fate begin

there was a radio somewhere in the basement and we knew this because it would click on long enough for us to cover our feet and question our savior’s second go at amnesia. if I wasn’t there, I was probably trying out my father’s fastball with a grip he called the ribs of my neighbor’s dog. not long from this I was holding a baby and said what a vague hiatus. also in this order I may have said you look like a ghost and then not my finger but a finger does snap into place when I smoke.

July 16, 2018 / barton smock

{belongings}

barton smock's avatarISACOUSTIC*

BONE ANTLER STONE

check out this review by Daniel Paul Marshall of former contributor Tim Miller’s new book, Bone Antler Stone, from High Window Press:

Bone Antler Stone by Tim Miller, a review

check out Bone Antler Stone, here:

Tim Miller: Bone Antler Stone

also, both Daniel Paul Marshall and Tim Miller have work in isacoustic*, here:

Tim Miller
https://isacoustic.com/2018/01/10/143/

Daniel Paul Marshall
https://isacoustic.com/2018/01/09/person-daniel-paul-marshall-three-poems/

~

THIS BEING DONE

former contributor Stephanie L. Harper has a new book available, This Being Done, from Finishing Line Press:

This Being Done by Stephanie L. Harper

also, check out Stephanie L. Harper’s work in isacoustic*, here:
https://isacoustic.com/2018/05/02/person-stephanie-l-harper-two-poems/

~

NEPOTISM

my daughter, Mary Ann Smock, has written several pieces for The Mighty, and this is her latest:

https://themighty.com/2018/06/growing-up-with-a-sibling-disability-vici-syndrome/

~

ELSE

volume fourth of {isacoustic*}, July 2018, is available here:
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/isacoustic-volume-fourth/paperback/product-23707103.html

also:

review of Heather Minette’s Half Light by George Salis:
https://isacoustic.com/2018/06/20/a-review-of-heather-minettes-half-light-by-george-salis/

review of Heather…

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July 14, 2018 / barton smock

suggested titles

the collected bugs created by what haunts them

–

god the boy-dad of the specifically anonymous

–

the chores I had in that factless place

July 13, 2018 / barton smock

7.12.18 reading from ~mood piece for baby blur~

July 13, 2018 / barton smock

removal musics (xxiii)

this machine
it counts
for your mother
your father’s
sheep

that’s all it does
but is very
large

(everything
from the year it broke
is remembered
by the dog
that looked
with me
at the mouse

I ate for

July 13, 2018 / barton smock

person Suzanne Edison, one poem

barton smock's avatarISACOUSTIC*

Suzanne Edison is the author of The Moth Eaten World, published by Finishing Line Press. Some of her poems can be found in: Persimmon Tree: About Place Journal: Rewilding issue; Intima: A Journal of Narrative Medicine; JAMA; SWWIM; What Rough Beast; Bombay Gin; The Naugatuck River Review; The Ekphrastic Review; and in the anthologies: Face to Face: Women Writers on Faith, Mysticism and Awakening, ed. Joy Harjo & Brenda Peterson; & The Healing Art of Writing, Volume One. She lives in Seattle with her family and two cats under an ever-changing sky.

~ ~ ~

Sick Girl in the Wilderness

My mother’s evergreen face,
the one she puts on
before entering my room,
is the only God I know.

Let me be enraptured
in her fan-shaped branches,
let them cool my braised skin,
its geysering heat.

Let her outlast the black bear
eating me with its singular purpose,
as if…

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July 13, 2018 / barton smock

{untimed}

thru July 16th, Lulu is offering free mail shipping or 50% off ground with coupon code of SHIPIT2018

barton smock's avatarkingsoftrain

publications, readings, etc.

eating the animal back to life
10.00
315 pages
published July 2015
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/eating-the-animal-back-to-life/paperback/product-22277755.html

reading from the work: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5eL2HQQr2c

~

the boy who touched all the eggs
11.00
258 pages
published June 2017
-this is a combined publication of three previous works (surprise for me a crow / name calling / paw five) as well as some newer poems
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/the-boy-who-touched-all-the-eggs/paperback/product-23224033.html

reading from the work: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sapnBxOjtU

~

L A I T Y
8.00
116 pages
published August 2017
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/l-a-i-t-y/paperback/product-23291654.html

reading from the work: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oald2N2NvNM

~

everything I touch remembers being my hand
9.00
172 pages
published November 2017
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/everything-i-touch-remembers-being-my-hand/paperback/product-23423003.html

reading from the work: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CV3jEfKFDfg

~

mood piece for baby blur, 60 poems, privately published June 2018

available to anyone donating 5.00 or more to {isacoustic*}

donation can be made, here:
https://www.paypal.me/BartonSmock
or it can be sent to (bartsmock@gmail.com)

reading from the work: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5oShcu6eHA&feature=youtu.be

one can check out {isacoustic*}…

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