Poems Niederngasse
John Vick
Horse at Lascaux, c. 15000 BC

To see your cave art of yellow ocher from clay, forerunner
in fragmentary bits, with animals always the chosen subject.
Your methods evolve to pure linearity, with a knack for
showing space in the hunting fields.  What frescoes are you
teaching us on canyon walls, paintings at the dawn of
humanity, with black from manganese.  Cycles of paintings,
red ocher on reindeer in motion, your inventory of caught
game, your propitiatory rite, your narration of great kills
graduate from punctuation techniques to battle with the pigment
of Altamira, mammoths, ibexes, advance from the blurred
dots, lines of the horse at Lascaux, to worshipful rhythm of
image, of stags, fertility, bison etched on hide, bark, caves.

round I, poem 11 (March 31)

John Vick lives and works in Minneapolis.  His work has been published lightly in various print and online journals.  Most recently, his work was featured in the Rear View Mirror section of The Hiss Quarterly.  John is studying poetry at the University of Minnesota and with a mentor through the Split Rock Writing Program.  Vick says that poetry has eructed from him a multitude of hidden feelings; he believes it is better than any talk therapy or medication one could rely upon.  email:  John Vick