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Sample Poems by David Semanki


Biopic, Daddy

teutonic wolves march through a ukrainian border town.
my father is slapped across his seven-year-old face
by a nazi soldier for failing to salute.
the black-capped officer in charge does not touch anyone;
he wants to keep his claws clean.

from the heights of a top bunk, i hear the television score of the world at war.
the sober narrating of laurence olivier

becomes my father’s voice. i fall asleep, straining
to listen.


Allegory With James Dean As Cal And Richard Davalos As Aron

dean sits on the edge of a turned-wood bed. his white shoes cast off to one side. shirtless, hunched over, he absentmindedly blows into a recorder. the mouthpiece parts his delicate lips. seven of his fingers and a thumb are arranged to correspond with the air holes along the red cedar shaft. davalos is stretched out in the room’s second single bed. his arms disappear under a filmy cotton sheet. his bare nipples and muscular chest remain uncovered. davalos watches intently as dean fools with the woodwind instrument. a california breeze teases the half-drawn window shades.

Inheritance 1

something is here with us, not kept at bay.
something moves just beyond, in corners.

fear as sickness.

intensity as revelation.

chase comfort in the near-human warmth
of towels removed from the dryer.

family is the accepted forum
for critique.

growing up with breaking glass.
uncles, aunts, cousins feeding on
past deeds. traumas. a shotgun in the mouth at fifty-nine.

another bakery birthday cake.
polaroid camera flashes
so bright,
blinding us to our places.

sage this house.
salt this stone land.


Nocturne

of winter minutes—

walking home. the promenade at midnight.
others had gone.

left empty

by the taste of
his mouth.