David Hollander - The Naming of the Islands

Mr Hollander was in the New York Times Magazine, and he writes poetry that's actually good. Pretty cool.

1.Dazed and without compass, we wandered through an enormous geomotry of shadows, stopping only to sip our rationed water and to chew a bit of dried fish beneath squares and rhomboids of impossible dimension.

2.Twin-chisel teeth tearing madly into the pink flesh of a lover, a child, a parent.