Gregory Crosby es autor de la plaquette Spooky Action at a Distance(2014, The Operating System); sus poemas han aparecido en numerosas revistas literarias como Court Green, Epiphany, Copper Nickel, Leveler, Sink Review, Ping Pong, & Rattle. En 2002, como consultor en poesía para la ciudad de Las Vegas, colaboró en la creación del puente de los poetas en Lewis Avenue como parte de un proyecto en el centro de la ciudad. Su poema de dedicación al proyecto “The Long Shot” fue fundido en bronce e instalado en el parque. En 2008 fue incluido en la antología Literary Nevada: Writings from the Silver State (University of Nevada Press). Es coeditor de la revista virtual de poesía Lyre Lyre y en la actualidad enseña escritura creativa en Lehman College, City University of New York.
A MIRACULOUS COCOON OF PIANOS
Every problem looks like a hammer when you’re a key.
There must be more to this than merely crawling head first
from the wreck, through the soft cacophony of blanket forts
to the rebarbative rebar of buildings, collapsed. One day
the world comes crashing down around your ears. Take note.
An accordion wheezes while a lung makes love to a
broken rib. There must be more to all this than “Chopsticks.”
Perhaps it’s just not our forte, a big bang followed by
that little puff of “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes.” Music is a
house with no roof, standing over the dream of a sinkhole, where only the windows, the view, matters. Did I say music? You know what I really meant: the chrysalis called tempo, metronome in the dark. Whenever you’re near, I hear a sympathy, a cry from the very heart of noise. A voice said, Music saved my life, & the voice was neither wrong nor right. Hands claw the debris: finger exercises. When the world lifts off your chest like a bully bored at last, that’s the silence of the recital hall, the hands hovering, above it all, for a moment, in the astonished light.
TAPFNY – The Americas Poetry Festival of New York