A Mouth – Richard Lyons
A sack of marbles, worthless coins, say what you will.
A mausoleum of teeth, stale saliva.
What’s behind the lips is a geyser.
Lateral – Paul Muldoon
In the province of Gallia Narbonensis and the region of Nemausus there
is a marsh called Latera where dolphins and men co-operate to catch fish.
—PLINY THE ELDER, Natural History
In spite of a dolphin wearing through, every two hours, his outer layer
of conveyor-belt polymer, in spite of the spill of venom
by which his affiliates used to lure
Read rest of poem + one more by Paul Muldoon
One day in my family’s life
I entered the English language
d’s and t’s in my teeth s’s steaming