Noah Falck


The hours we knighted. As the breathing composed itself into song. A raccoon reinvented the idea behind a parade. We retraced our steps to the edge of Treme. A cry of rhythms rain in the distance. Off Dumaine a homeless man gives up, becomes a ghost in an alley. A certain trust in the comedy of drunks, in the neon overkill. The clouds rise up forever, stay far enough away. Spontaneous are the strangers who seek shadows, who become the listening part of the city.

Noah Falck is the author of Snowmen Losing Weight (BatCat Press, 2012). His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Boston Review, Forklift Ohio, La Petite, Barn Owl Review, Fact-Simile, Smartish Pace, and elsewhere. He works as Education Director at Just Buffalo Literary Center in Buffalo, New York.