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Surreal Fortune, by Bruce Boston (2/28/11)
Adjust the rearview mirror / until you see apothegms / swirling in your tailwind.
The Music of Deep Spacers, by Bruce Boston (12/6/10)
Yet when the last call comes and / the lights flicker, and cafes / and dim bars are shutting down, / the music all at once changes / to a vast and haunting refrain
A Life in the Day Of, by Bruce Boston (11/8/10)
I will love you, she said, / like Darwin loved evolution. / Things change.
Lizards and Wind, by Bruce Boston (5/17/10)
The lizards were like / lemmings rushing / blindly over a cliff side:
Surreal People, by Bruce Boston (10/26/09)
The evolution of flora and fawning / would have learned nothing / from Darwin.
Wind People, by Bruce Boston (5/25/09)
There is no tying down the wind with rope or chain or tackle.
The Would-Be Gods of Sonofusion, by Bruce Boston (3/2/09)
Embrace the stubborn dream / of perpetual energy.
The Time Traveler Takes His Nth Lover at a Point of Departure, by Bruce Boston and Marge Simon (1/12/09)
Centuries have come and gone / in the flash of a passing station
Dream People, by Bruce Boston (11/10/08)
If dream people were the world / there would be no time / for reflection.
Dystopian Dusk, by Bruce Boston (8/4/08)
if they had slapped blinkers / on our eyes, narrowing our vision
Beyond the Clouds of Paradise, by Bruce Boston (11/26/07)
We see the chosen revelers / in their endless cosmic dance.
Interview: Bruce Boston, by JoSelle Vanderhooft (6/18/07)
"Mainstream poetry draws upon our consensual reality of the everyday world for its content and backdrop. Speculative poetry is drawn from the imagination, the world as it might be."
Reviews for the week of 2/19/07
Monday: Thomas Pynchon's Against the Day, reviewed by Adam Roberts
Tuesday: Darren Aronofsky's The Fountain, reviewed by Martin Lewis
Wednesday: Ian Whates's Time Pieces, reviewed by Colin Harvey
Thursday: Bruce Boston's Shades Fantastic and Masque of Dreams, reviewed by JoSelle Vanderhooft
A Compass for the Mutant Rain Forest, by Bruce Boston and Robert Frazier (12/18/06)
Travelers who venture this trek witness / these mutations and are soon transfixed.
The Last Alchemist, by Bruce Boston (9/4/06)
when even the quarks / Charm and Strange rise / to a balanced breakfast,
Marble People, by Bruce Boston (4/17/06)
If marble people were / the world
Parchment People, by Bruce Boston (3/27/06)
like the texts of old, / each of us would be a book
Ajax Redux, by Bruce Boston and Marge Simon (3/6/06)
I live in a land of ice / and mirth and explicit premise. / I'm starving, but I don't hunger / for your glittering glory.
Chess People, by Bruce Boston (12/19/05)
Some women would be queens, / both swift and extreme / in their influence.
Curse of the Void's Husband, by Bruce Boston (6/27/05)
Beyond the lattice / a vacuum that devours / all it surveys with / aimless abandon.
The Elongated Years, by Bruce Boston (4/4/05)
Our lives were stretched beyond their limits.
Gray People, by Bruce Boston (10/4/04)
If gray people were / the world we would wait / for others to colorize.
Bird People, by Bruce Boston (9/27/04)
If bird people / were the world / our lives would / span continents.
All the Starry Audience, by Bruce Boston (9/6/04)
The starry audience / waits with baited breath / for the conclusion / of the docudrama
Ghost People, by Bruce Boston (6/21/04)
If ghost people / were the world / we would roam / the empty highways / in search of life.
Signs You Could Be a Clone, by Bruce Boston (5/17/04)
You have a recurring / nightmare about being / trapped in a Mason jar.
How to Court a Native of Altair V, by Bruce Boston (4/12/04)
Offer her-it-him / as a sexual favor / to your family and friends.
When Clock Is Egg, by Bruce Boston (1/5/04)
The walls of the chamber dissolved about me. / The substance of the world began to sing, / a roar at first painful, at last sublime.
How a Werewolf Chooses an Agent, by Bruce Boston (8/18/03)
Knows Stephen King, Steven / Spielberg, and Steven Seagal.
Futurity Wears the Head, by Bruce Boston (8/4/03)
In isolated and remote regions Futurity sleeps for centuries only / to awaken refreshed with an accelerating appetite that can devour / generations.
Children of the Mutant Rain Forest, by Bruce Boston (6/9/03)
wherever I travel / on Earth or beyond, / the forest stains / my life and thought.
Origami Rockets, by Bruce Boston (5/12/03)
The moon smells / like a green apple.
Alien Quarry, by Bruce Boston (12/9/02)
There was something centipedal / in his violet stare / that made her skin itch.
Corporate Monsters and Body Thieves: Two Brilliant Chapbooks of Speculative Poetry from Mark McLaughlin and Bruce Boston, by Michael Arnzen (7/8/02)
Corporate Monsters is a book written in the tradition of the "grotesque". . . . Boston's Quanta is a collection of his award-winning poetry.
The Canticles of Rage, by Bruce Boston (6/24/02)
across the atrium faces die to be heard / within the canons of the heart / no word is sacred
The Lesions of Genetic Sin, by Bruce Boston (3/11/02)
loosen your collar your tie
            & let the bruised & bloodied vocabularies
      of the urban night descend between
your cool shirt & warm belly
        like hinged scraps of living meat
A Tale of Collaboration, by Marge Simon and Bruce Boston (4/2/01)
I open my fingers, drop the pen. / It bounces on the forest carpet, / lands on a trail of blood kisses.
Surreal Domestic, by Bruce Boston (9/1/00)
I have a giant flea for a pet. / It has little dogs running around on it.