ACTION DREAM THREE

an it or a they kneed your wind out

and drove your whole head to the concrete

you woke to the odor of gravel

a hurting zygomatic bone and

you had only cracked air to inhale

but there was some memory in it

of July to record in the leaf-

smoke autumn heat that you were down in

In the mid-2000s Rodney Nelson returned to poetry after a prose hiatus of twenty-two years. See his page in the Poets & Writers directory http://www.pw.org/content/rodney_nelson for a partial publishing history. Nelson’s poetry book Metacowboy was published in 2011, and In Wait is due later this year. His translations of the work of the Berlin poet Ron Winkler were the first to appear in a North American journal.