Colin James

Colin James: New Poems

           MENTORS OF THE IMPERVIOUS   An old trail opposed to change. A gate with the top slat for comments, “I was just here” etc. I must have missed you because the day hadn’t. Consequently, there is misery in your circle dotted I’s. Who takes the time to cauterize the wood and burn the careless …

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New Poetry From Colin James

WAITING FOR MY HONEY IN FRONT OF THE SENATOR THEATER   On the theater’s door a few written words, “This Theater Will Be Closed Until A Run On Sentences Adequately Compensates.” The leather chairs varnish their legs. A thick green compensates carpets and cashier. No coming attractions, instead a slat beneath a portrait with one …

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