Barry Spacks

ADDICT OF LOSSES

Easy to become an addict of losses: the intimate familiarity of the tongue touching the wobbly tooth * The practice of losses: each movie frame burned away as we roll into the projector's great arc-light * of images I've pondered that of the door makes me most mad with hilarity as I push and push the wrong way * she held me to her heart a sullen Achilles my breast a breastplate hers a tenderness dissolving armor

Date of Birth: March 6th Location: New Haven, Conneticut Email: http://www.silcom.com/~snospx/ Website: snospx@silcom.com Publications: Southern Ocean Review, Snakeskin, Salt River Review, etc. Books: Spacks Street: New and Selected Poems, Brief Sparrow Other: Visiting professor at UC Santa Barbara

- Poetry - For Gala-Salvador Dali My Dear Midnight Without You The Ghost of My Right Arm Heart on the Table Throwing Stones in Cork The Nature of Belief Conduit of Rain Addict of Losses Detritus - Prose - The National Endowment for the Arts What Albert Held The Object of our Hatred

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