Allan Andre typing under trees

Here you can read some of my poetry, both improvised and composed, published and unpublished. Some is accompanied by video, audio, or artwork. Sharing or comments are welcome.

Inner Child

Mountain meadow, safe in the rainbow, all connections made. Lord of the princes. Calm before tenacity, where I was born and delight followed. We could only be so young by example. Here is my ray, infinitely long, stretching out within all...

Municipalized Messes

american poverty is a house full of junk, Ben says. the second vacuum,      the third picnic cooler. the how-to books.      an unread self-help section. the bric-a-brac stores at auction. “things you’d buy for your grandkids,”      antiques roadshow hopefuls. his...

Westword Live Cutup

Allan Andre- poetry. Improvised live on KVCU, 1190 AM. December 30, 2014. This is a mix of text that caught my eye as I turned the pages of the then-current issue of Westword newspaper… plus a few poets who happened to be walking around in my mind at that moment.

Growing humble, growing vast. (with Chinese translation.)

                   (for Cao Shufeng's visit to New York.)Steady runs her pulse…steady in a field of liquid dreams, steady in a murmur of other possibilities. She holds steady as the city breaks open around her: here there was supposed to be a skyscraper, and there...

Told vs. Knowing.

                                               (for myself.)From birth to 17 I was told every daythat I was worthless. I knew better,but I couldn't tell. I had no choice but to take itat face value with the part of me that spoke. The other part stayed silent. As I...

How… can I Be (You) In The Window?

                         (for Mitch, who provided the title.)    
     hear him.
          he is you:
     “watch me.”
                                   a human buddha
                                        was a statue

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