(Swans - July 1, 2013)
He doesn't compromise with his plain style,
not suddenly go stream-of-consciousness—
more like a sun-baked bottom of conscience
you stand on and hear the crows and traffic
with the dry humor of your private thoughts
reflecting freely on absurdity;
the style and thought are so in harmony,
so vivid, accomplished, and singular
that upon rereading many years hence
I remember each detail and event
even more clearly than personal memories.
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David Francis has produced three albums of songs, one of poems, ALWAYS/FAR, a chapbook of lyrics and drawings, and the film Village Folksinger. His poems and stories have appeared in a number of US and UK magazines. His Web site is http://davidfrancismusic.com. He lives in New York City. (back)