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	<title>Unshod Quills &#187; John Sibley Williams</title>
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		<title>John Sibley Williams</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Portland poet John Sibley Williams on the themes of mirrors and transportation.       Photo by John Sibley Williams, on transportation. Vienna, Austria Portrait(s) &#8211; on Mirrors I’ve spent so long validating in cloud-shapes a more intimate portrait of myself that in the bathroom mirror I now see an elephant passing into a giraffe [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<h4><strong>Portland poet John Sibley Williams on the themes of mirrors and transportation.</strong></h4>
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<h6 style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/resize-sibley.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-257" title="resize sibley" src="http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/resize-sibley.jpg" alt="" width="480" height="640" /></a>      Photo by John Sibley Williams, on transportation. Vienna, Austria</h6>
<h4><span class="Apple-style-span">Portrait(s)</span></h4>
<h6>&#8211; on Mirrors</h6>
<p>I’ve spent so long validating in cloud-shapes<br />
a more intimate portrait of myself</p>
<p>that in the bathroom mirror I now see<br />
an elephant passing into a giraffe<br />
passing into my father.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration:underline;">-JSB</span></p>
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<h4>Invitation(s)</h4>
<h6>&#8211; on Mirrors</h6>
<p>Slipped beneath my wiper<br />
an invitation to festivities<br />
held in the empty factory<br />
I just left<br />
where once mirrors were assembled.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration:underline;">-JSB</span></p>
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<h4>Learning to Swim</h4>
<h6>&#8211; on Mirrors</h6>
<p>Consider the sea a skewed mirror<br />
and churning your uncertain limbs through it’s waves<br />
an attempt to untangle light.</p>
<p>The comforting density of bone and future<br />
mean little here.<br />
The world is too light<br />
to trouble with tomorrow,<br />
too buoyant to sink with you.</p>
<p>So bring the background forward.<br />
Kick up ripples and silt through that secret face.<br />
Distort it into accuracy.</p>
<p>Where your faces finally meet<br />
you will float without need for movement,<br />
as in the Dead Sea<br />
but without the need for salt.<br />
Water can be your single taut thread—<br />
reflecting.</p>
<p>Later there will be plenty of time<br />
to learn to walk.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration:underline;">&#8211; JSB</span></p>
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<p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-weight:bold;">Author Biography</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';">John Sibley Williams is a poet and literary publicist residing in Portland, OR. He has a previous MA in Writing and presently studies Book Publishing at Portland State University, where he serves as Acquisitions Manager of Ooligan Press and publicist for Three Muses Press. His poetry was nominated for the 2009 Pushcart Prize and won the 2011 Heart Poetry Award. His chapbooks include <em>A Pure River</em> (The Last Automat Press, 2010), <em>Door, Door</em> (Red Ochre Press, 2011), <em>Autobiography of Fever</em> (Bedouin Books, 2011), <em>From Colder Climates</em> (Folded Word, forthcoming), <em>The Longest Compass</em> (Finishing Line Press, forthcoming), and <em>The Art of Raining</em> (The Knives Forks and Spoons Press, forthcoming). Some of his over 200 previous or upcoming publications include: <em>The Evansville Review, RHINO, Rosebud,</em> <em>Ellipsis</em>, <em>Flint Hills Review, </em>and<em> Poetry Quarterly.</em><em></em></span></p>
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