Bathurst Yards…. from DARK EARTH







Sprawled in this boxcar apartment,
no one’s serious
the disturbance temporary

The end of the line,
the lock breaks –
the cargo falls out over-ripe

We shall never get there;
blueprints and maps
do not provide an idea of progress

Which does not matter,
stepping from the rails
to meet familiar ground

Watching how the sun I own
goes down through these trees:
our wings, folded like those leaves

©Dean Baker

********..from a review..”Rabelais and Hieronymus Bosch look out of dark chinks in these poems… instead of Emerson’s “Whim” above Dean’s lintel we might assume “Melancholy” resides here… that dark brooding that laughs below, and rises through the bones to jerk you awake from your too lazy sleep of existence.”***********

excerpt from DARK EARTH,91 PAGES, $7.99, EBOOK $2.99

my books – –


  • some reviews..
  • currently finishing work on my soon-to-be-released book of poetry Petty Gods Of Apparent Decline… like nothing you’ve ever seen.. me, either
  • Dark Earth – ‘Rabelais and Hieronymous Bosch look out of dark chinks in these poems…’‘The most unique set of poems I have ever read’Silence Louder Than A Train – ‘Highly recommended’ ‘ would be  hard pressed to do better…’‘…savagely introspective…’‘Dean’s books will someday be required reading…’



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