Dean J. Baker – Poetry, and prose poems

books available here – http://deanjbaker.com

Conjugation

This is the way we make love -
Words back and forth, innocent
Repartee and almost hidden
From ourselves, but she knows
I wouldn’t quit; she’s ideal, and

Though we might never meet
She could say yes any day; I’d be
More than ready every way, my
Vowels in place for greater conjugation:
Literature, my aim and obligation

©Dean J. Baker

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July 31, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Books, Canadian Literature, Canadian Poet, Canadian Poetry, Culture, Desire, Inspiration, Literature, Poetry | 12 Comments

Hinterlands


If I’m alone I know
it must be my moral
leprosy: why otherwise

The old cliché that all
a lover wants is a lover:
mouthing the darkness away.

You would call it neurosis, but
who among the best
of us isn’t sick of something?

There are so few words
I want to use:
for this fearsome beauty of loss

For what is earned, and
what is not:
for all these things I do not choose

©Dean J. Baker

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July 30, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Authors, Beauty, Canadian Literature, Canadian Poet, Canadian Poetry, Culture, Literature, Love, Poetry | 10 Comments

Spiced Honey

Every day I taste the lingering sweetness;
watch the slow, golden slide of the
honey, as it slips into my drink

I think of gliding into your live places, that
envelop me in what’s most real and deep:
arising magically, even as I sink again

©Dean J. Baker

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July 29, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Beauty, Canadian Literature, Canadian Poems, Canadian Poetry, Desire, Erotic, Erotica, Literature, Love, Passion | 6 Comments

You Teach Me

I thought I was familiar
with the lost art of conversation

When I had
forgotten in your presence

Desire speaks -
another language I must unlearn

As love enters in:
a stranger arrogant, and unwilling

©Dean J. Baker

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July 28, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Canadian Literature, Canadian Poet, Canadian Poetry, Literature, Love, Poetry, Poets | 18 Comments

Altruistic Ego Dilemma #3


Tell me a story of love fulfilled; the
feudal lord and peasants, friends;
over the distant fields, there animals
run from the patchwork land:
into other territory they do not comprehend,
leads to their slaughter and final destiny

They do not have to travel to find glory,
nor seek refuge in their different stories;
where a rainbow bends from the base
of the skull to the foreign eye: we,
my love, should learn such lessons,
as they teach who roam within the mind

©Dean J. Baker

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July 26, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Canadian Literature, Canadian Poems, Canadian Poetry, Democracy, Literature, Love, Passion, Poetry | 6 Comments

Beauty Stands

Beauty stands in sparrow clothes,
Almost abandoned, sure her love
Life will prove satisfactory this time;
Growth unimpeded, she knows
Knowledge is the greater choice, though
She cannot get beyond her own

Appearance and charm, at least
What I think does not prove harmful;
Allowing hope to stretch between us
Unspoken, unwished for, called
Into being that embraces her finally in warmth:
Where she is no longer her own vain ghost

©Dean J. Baker
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July 25, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Beauty, Canadian Literature, Canadian Poetry, Canadian Poets, Desire, Dreams, Literature, Poetry | 6 Comments

This Is Poetry

This is poetry
I’m sorry I don’t
agonize over the poem
I apologize for everything
spoken, and unshown
I repent my deeds
misinterpreted, or not
I acknowledge
you are the final arbiters of taste
I do admit
I investigate emotion
with my thousand bad habits
yet I still own the lines,
and music you would supervise
though you will allow
others to tell you otherwise
I know if there is success
I have earned your praise and lust
If I have displeased
I must be shown
the multiple errors of my way
but I confess to nothing finally
In this experiment
of sunsets and slaughter
where you always know
more than I would hope
I am that music I am this poem
I am the poet always unknown

©Dean J. Baker

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July 14, 2010 Posted by deanjbaker | Poems, Romantic poetry, Writers, writing | , , , | 10 Comments