The Forest Formed Gills

Eric Baus

The ventriloquist’s vines fled to an address on the floor of a
cumulus pond. The forest formed gills. The tentacles muttered.
Eat a bee. Try to project the tiniest star deep beneath this fence. 
The ravaged shadows repaired in the shade. The numb panorama
rewound.

About This Poem

“I wanted to make a surrealist nature film about the interplay of elements. I wanted to listen in on the ways in which the air and the water might listen to each other.”

—Eric Baus

Eric Baus is the author of The Tranquilized Tongue (City Lights Books, 2014). He teaches at Regis University and lives in Denver, Colorado.

Most Recent Book by Baus

The Tranquilized Tongue

(City Lights Books, 2014)

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September 2, 2014