Brian Teare just released the brand new Albion Books edition of Jonathan Skinner's Warblers; here's the first poem, "Myrtle":
loose change twisting the fader
the volume rises or drops
trills another nice day it's
gregarious as junco sidles
not too tightly wound the clock
masked general sits up lowers
a yellow spot rising svit
in its pine tree arabesque
floats an inverted U mid
specks of troubadour pollen
arriving early leaves late
bayberries myrtle poison
ivy's accurate hawthorne
swallows the still marsh surface
lifting squadrons loops of light
sidl seedl seedl husks
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