Wallace Stevens and the Black Lagoon

Late into the night and under the influence of Wallace Stevens and a short story about the aborted love life of the Creature from the Black Lagoon, I wrote this poem. It’s a little quirky, a little bizarre, a little silly.



O monsters of the sea

floating aimlessly

in the salty womb of your mother–


Sneak away, sneak away

split the slit like a pomegranate

and skulk along the beach tonight–


Wrack the wharf and wreck the pier

at all the frightened faces jeer


and join me for a cup of coffee.


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