Richard Kenney — The Monarch Review
Three Poems – Richard Kenney
Saturday, April 13, 2019 15:30 — 0 Comments
The Arcturan Vivisectionist Explains This specimen’s common name is Mirroreye. Observe (retractor, please) just here—a rare non-adaptive anomaly in the so-called “third lidâ€â€”common enough, of course, in lizards, birds, sharks, et al., all perfectly unremarkable, save that the nictitating membrane is silvered inside, enabling these creatures to see themselves reflected everywhere: in wood-grain, in moon, in clouds, in others of their kind, even; also imparting an odd, not uncrabwise aspect to their gait, backing hell-bent, headlong, as it were, into what’s already happened. Global Citizen, I think my sins are mostly only mostly just ridiculous. Ridiculous I am to […]
Five Poems – Richard Kenney
Thursday, June 29, 2017 12:18 — 0 Comments
Epistemology, Dude He says beaucoup when he means a lot. I guess that means he’s polyglot. He talks a lot. His streak is blue. But I’m not sure it means beaucoup. Poetaster in Paris Risible, he who at Le Cafe Haute-Coif gaffes: gazing absently at a graceful jeune fille feels the unnoticed soda-straw nick his nostril, steals a glance sideways, scanning for witnesses, nurses his drink, and subsides once more into nuance. To Think While Doing a Hard Thing Is not always best. Still, he can’t help reflecting how once the grim wince came, climbing a rope hand […]
TERRAFORM – Richard Kenney
Thursday, January 31, 2013 12:14 — 2 Comments
Then they transformed the air/earth interface
Q: Why Do I Wear A Necktie? – Richard Kenney
Monday, October 15, 2012 13:44 — 0 Comments
1. Â A necktie is upward-tending, like a noose, or a steeple.Â
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
