Spring 2010, Volume 8

Poetry by Raymond Wachter

After a late-night conversation about LANGUAGE poetry

A soft snowfall—succulent flakes.
   Street lamps lining the Iowa River.
Standing by the corroded sculptures outside the Art Building, and

looking up into the skeletal oak tree,
the branches a rhizomatic convolution
with frozen buds               resembling
    words   that seemed disconnected:








BIO: Raymond Wachter's poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Radiant Turnstile, The Pinch, Phantasmagoria, Knock, Apple Valley Review, Apalachee Review, and other online and print journals. He teaches literature and creative writing at the University of Alabama. One of his poems was recently nominated for a Pushcart Prize.