Canadian as rhubarb pie, tart pucker sweet stale there’s no trustworthy holding pattern for happy veined bluebells timbales evicerate sun at each unseen dawn they will leak dew feeling unaccountable well I had an urge to dock ears, make prosthetics for sows from the many fine purses of last season passing graves I stop in, […]
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judging by what passes as evidence
I browse titles of how to manage toxic people poetry of skill and terrible import(ance) and think the solution in my hands, the books read each other and self-annialiate, leave me to cleaning the floor in peace, with time leftover to have friends at tea. — O’Hara wrote http://audiopoetry.wordpress.com/2006/06/23/why-i-am-not-a-painter/ Why I am Not a Painter, […]
Gluck
Summer after summer has ended, balm after violence: it does me no good to be good to me now; violence has changed me. In Averno by Louise Gluck, Farrar, Straus, & Giroux 96pp., $22 is the poem, October It has a melancholy, partial truth to it. Don’t obey: do good to me anyway. 🙂
proliferation of voices
This is something Silliman has calculated before and I’ll copy it here in hopes I won’t mislay it readily [A]t two books per week, you could read the poetry books published in the U.S. just in 2006 by roughly 2045. If you read a book a day, however, you can get it done by the […]
urban
evening mosquitoes? cellphone vibrates honey-do list One Deep Breath – Week 7, Urban Haiku