The Adirondack Review
A Painter Named Henry


Ever since I knew what an artist was
I wanted to be one. A Fauvist;

Matissian bestiality not unlike a
Rhino but delicate and surreal
As an owl,

As an owl with talons probing
The nape of your neck
Carrying you to my painterly
Nest endowed with
Welcome and

Aura—

Ornate for you to sing:
You bird,
With feathers,

Whistling strokes wildly
To contort my opening

Lips.







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URIAH OXFORD is a student in Ashland University's MFA in Poetry and Creative Writing program. He has recently published poems in The Hazmat Review, The Beat and a few other online journals. He lives in Shreveport, LA.
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poemsThe St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poemsThe St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems