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Joseph Harms
Joseph Harms’ fiction and poetry have appeared or are forthcoming in Boulevard, The Alaskan Quarterly Review, IthacaLit, Out of Our, Poydras Review, Red Ochre Press, Lines+Stars, Bad Idea, SPECS, Mad Hatters’ Review, The American Dissident, Mandala Journal, Niche, Otis Nebula, The Olive Tree Review and, among others, Poetry Pacific. He is currently seeking representation and/or a publisher for his novels Baal and Cant. He is also seeking a publisher for his sonnet series Bel.
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Joseph Harms




The lucky monists don’t know it and dance

ashit alynch abed till death ensouled

by gellant light to pass enlivened, wholed,

the perfection of potatoes unpeeled

and eyed or peeled and veined: redactors in-

hered turn the world: the chaff at best is left

to moth away: the hulls fulfill their need

too quick: the hulls hold space too long, will not

be killed when due.  A barracoon is so

when named by thralls who monish and inomed

the space tween stars redact as myth and map.

This town.  That floresced green from Al’s garage,

the Coke machine and tiretotems foiled

by helling vesp anight.  Vestige.  Shiftend.








Copyright © Joseph Harms. White Whale Review, issue 7.1

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