Barry Schwabsky

Sphere, Cone, Cylinder
New Poems From the USA


In obvious depiction
lie swimming landscapes
wilted colors
and embassies of the change of state

our Persephone
in the dented loss of sleep
in a cute way
that painting is a too-clumsy object

that can only cure time
as it will never change
though maybe elements of what we would recognize as star glass

again curses cast into gloom
as a fresh summer warning
and our fingers have no fuses.