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[Found Poem # 148]


go out,

find a cormorant

strut your rant



as the breath deepens,

whitens in winter air—

don’t despair

the next cormorant

is just around the wave

or just below the surface

& will emerge

if you look long enough

at the sudden end

of this line.


on yesterday’s walk

there was no C—

high, middle or low,

but to our surprise

we came across an f-

alcon, halcyon moment

perched, ruffled on a lamp

post, we thought it sick

it proved us wrong,

swung up, hung overhead

for minutes, floated

wider on the wind,

much alive, malgré the

weather, the ruffled feathers,

looking— like all of us— for food.

Pierre Joris has moved between Europe, the US & North Africa for over half a century now, publishing more than 50 books of poetry, essays, translations & anthologies— most recently: Arabia (not so) Deserta (Essays, Spuyten Duyvil Press, 2019) Adonis & Pierre Joris, Conversations in the Pyrenees (CMP 2018), a translation of Egyptian poet Safaa Fathy’s Revolution Goes Through Walls (SplitLevel, 2018), The Book of U /Le livre des cormorans (poems, with Nicole Peyrafitte, 2017), The Agony of I.B. (a play, 2016), An American Suite (early poems, Inpatient Press, 2016), Barzakh: Poems 2000-2012 (Black Widow Press, 2014); Breathturn into Timestead: The Collected Later Poetry of Paul Celan (FSG, 2014). Forthcoming are the two final volumes of his Paul Celan translations, Microliths (posthumous prose) from CMP (2019) & The Collected Earlier Poetry (FSG, 2020) & a Pierre Joris Reader (BWP, 2020). When not on the road, he lives in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, with his wife, multimedia praticienne Nicole Peyrafitte.

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