Tony Baker

Boxes on a Screen  

red and green
& yellow-tropic parrots
select all
guts
there’s a poem to be written of the bird that has but one wing
we’ll send it by fax
par defaut
O Paris
O parrotty gooses of the north that trumpet
tapez une question
tapez
winkles   fishsunmultiples    & the sea urchin of evening
the poor young man who wiped his nose
violet & white     beginning
at midnight
we’ll try in vain to get a little rest
an old pair of yellow shoes beside the window
towers
this element is not installed
do you want
towers   these are the streets
electricsparkdiamond
when hands thread the light the window spiders thread
Blériot tower-ring-colourings
opening
an aperçu avant l’impression
they have set fire to some brashings
where the hunters of racoons scrape clean their skins
where the train   white with snow and nocturnal fires
flees from winter
Vancouver
do you wish to proceed
from red to green    to the zone Same Here
the window opening like an orange
closing
like an orange
that fell in a garden of the monastery in Arequipa     

the lovely fruit of the light
   
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