February 2003

Cody Walker


Cody Walker Cody Walker lives in Seattle, where he teaches English at the University of Washington and poetry at Washington Middle School. His work has appeared in The Cream City Review, The Madison Review, Poetry Motel, and The Oregonian.
Poetry    Click to hear in real audio

I believe poetry helps reflect a personal aspect of history that you won't generally see in history books.

A popular song, from the musical Americana, was "Brother, Can
   You Spare a Dime?"
I actually wasn't alive at this time.

Estonia and Latvia became independent nations, after 70 years of
   Soviet rule.
I was in Alaska, in high school.

The Welfare Reform Bill left nothing for the nation's disenfranchised!  
    Not a crumb!
Also: My album Pieces of You went triple-platinum.

Health experts continue to stress the importance of young people
   practicing safe sex.
I find that having only one name makes it easier to sign things,
   like checks.



Warmer Still    Click to hear in real audio

Leonard Nimoy
  Is exciting
But so are grope suits
  On Scandinavian hookers

Poems are exciting
  But so is amyl nitrate

And all the radio call-in shows about Bigfoot in the world
  Will never replace
                         In Search Of . . .

Sometimes I wonder
Where I belong
  In a Pacific Palisades 11-bedroom McMansion
  In prison

I guess I'm just
  Interested in fashioning, for myself and my old lady, some
                Space, man



Rilke as Unimaginative Defeatist    Click to hear in real audio

"We cannot know the legendary head."



Cinque Poesie    Click to hear in real audio

D. H. Lawrence
Held Rome in abhorrence.
Nymphs and shaggy-legged fawns
Were his turn-ons.

His statue of Moses�
Such fingers!  Such toeses!

Dante Alighieri
Was very very very
So fuck 'im.

Gian Lorenzo Bernini
Was known as a meanie.
Others called him a coot.
He ate little but fruit.

Was a no-good, filthy�Restrain us.
There's a price to pay
For l�se-majest�.



Cody Walker: Poetry
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