Joshua Beckman

1971 / New Haven, Connecticut

Popular Poems

Leave New York
The dead girl by the beautiful Bartlett
[Lying in bed I think about you]
[Ocean which I pushed up]
[Dark mornings shown thy mask]
Seagulls beside ferry boat
[Dear Angry Mob,]
[I'm not with my]
[It was as if her love had become]
They'll spend the summer
Silver streamers dazzling winter
The going. The letters. The staying.
Untitled Poem [Unslide the door]
Oh, atlas