New Apparition Poems


I have to hope,
head bloodied,
division exists

between labor,
prices of lines.
Honey costs me.


I stay the same
when you stare
in the subway—

grey surfaces,
blue absences


Nothing moves
out the window
Eigner's ghost
comes shadow


If I go
to this

to pay

to you,

can I

to pay

to me?


Dylan's voice,
like charcoal on
grey paper, is a
on the face of
Plato's cave, I
see a place for
me there, as a
joker-man, yes.

Ekleksographia #2

July, 2009


Adam Fieled

Adam Fieled is a poet, critic, and musician based in Philadelphia. He has released four books: Opera Bufa (Otoliths, 2007), Beams (e-book, Blazevox, 2007), When You Bit... (Otoliths, 2007), and Chimes (Blazevox, 2009). He has also released a number of chapbooks, include Posit (Dusie Press, 2007), Revolver (Scantily Clad Press, 2008), and Help! (Greying Ghost Press, 2008). He edits the web-journal PFS Post and maintains the blog Stoning the Devil. A magna cum laude graduate of the University of Pennsylvania, he also holds an MFA from New England College, and an MA from Temple University, where he is completing his doctorate.