John Bowman

Today

still full river

this afternoon

in the sunlight a few hours ago

today is

hi how can I help you

see the resemblance

of course all you do

is see resemblances

may your hands cast

any shadow

My Apartment

left at street level

reaching into the text this morning’s

bread at midnight

third glass of water okay

for today and tomorrow

body heat on the beach

and fruits in the refrigerator

shifting color as shade

grows over the waves

the way smoke fills a canopy

I like music in public

coffee plastic ice trash

to sit down in the grass

on a Monday night

unlock my jaw my hips

help me to prepare

this form of divination

lifted into the kitchen

with our provisions

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John Bowman is a poet living near an old hermitage in Philadelphia. He studied writing in New Orleans where he participated in The Exploding Swan readings. His work has appeared in the magazine Thermos, and online at silkwormsink.com. His name appears in the title of a poem in the book To the Heart of the World (Stallings, 2014).