Rivus

By Richard Tagett b. 1936 Richard Tagett
Immersed
we don’t
ask
who entered
whose stream.
 
Take
my hand there
is no
line no
bridge only
fond
foolishness—
 
the bread
crumbs I
bring you
in
morning—
 
they float
on the
surface
water with
two
violins
 
un-
strung like
the silent
song
on your
lips soft
 
as the
same
hands I
crushed to
keep
you from
death.

Richard Tagett, "Rivus" from Demodulating Angel, published by Ithuriel’s Spear. Copyright © 2011 by Richard Tagett.  Reprinted by permission of Richard Tagett.

Source: Demodulating Angel (Ithuriel's Spear, 2011)

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Poet Richard Tagett b. 1936

POET’S REGION U.S., Western

Subjects Love, Heartache & Loss

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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Richard Tagett was born in Ashtabula, Ohio, and moved to New York City in 1960 after serving four years in the Air Force. In New York, he studied poetry at the New School for Social Research before moving to San Francisco, where he became acquainted with poets Jack Spicer, Robert Duncan, and Jack Gilbert (whose seminar he attended at San Francisco State College). Tagett founded the journal Manroot with Paul Mariah in 1969, . . .

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SUBJECT Love, Heartache & Loss

POET’S REGION U.S., Western

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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