Poetry by Tim Suermondt

THE PERFECT POLITICAL POEM

Doesn’t want anything to do with politics.
Even if you tortured it, it wouldn’t give in.
It would dream of dinner plates,
A pizzeria under the stars, a small river
Running through the middle of the city,
And everything else that’s indispensable, period.


SHOW-OFFS

“Here we are…” my wife narrates
as she rakes the digital camera
across a swath of the New Territories.
There’s a few old village houses,
dilapidated yet still charming—
bee-gloamings and flame trees
burnt orange, and a skiff bobbing
in the water of  the silver-lit bay.
I strut back from the small pier, right
into the camera which my wife jerks
upward, catching a flock of birds
doing their own form of showboating,
dabbing the clear-cut thin blue sky
brown the entire flight to the China Sea.

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About Tim Suermondt

Tim Suermondt is the author of TRYING TO HELP THE ELEPHANT MAN DANCE (The Backwaters Press, 2007) and JUST BEAUTIFUL from NYQ Books, 2010. He has published work in Poetry, The Georgia Review, Southern Humanities Review, Bellevue Literary Review and Prairie Schooner, and he has poems forthcoming in Tygerburning Literary Journal and Stand Magazine (U.K.).  He lives in Brooklyn with his wife, the poet Pui Ying Wong.