Every Night of Our Lives



In dreams

houses are ends

of sad tales; a lantern’s

glint in a parched land. The first touch

of rain.





each dream window,

a small abyss: memory

waiting closed-mouthed. The sting in its

blue lips.





is spared, trees are

here, just where their leaves touch

your face. Each, a fossil brush, drawing

you out.




You burn;

emerge bright

and trembling, a fierce

unfolding: you, dead to your own


Rocco de Giacomo is a widely published poet whose work has appeared in liter- ary journals in Canada, Australia, England, Hong Kong and the United States. His forthcoming collection, Every Night of Our Lives, will be published with Guernica Editions. In 2010, Ten Thousand Miles was longlisted for the ReLit Poetry Award. In 2011, it was selected for Poetry NOW’s 3rd Annual Battle of the Bards.