Oct 18, 2014 | Uncategorized
5.
Headlines from harmony — are you
awake?
bulletin for a coward
chisel made of alphabets
blissman Africa Blueland blooming
a conga-line of white-collar
mercenaries
old movies tell new truths
fold yourself back into fable
the feasts of Magdalen
on your white napkin I wipe my bloody
lips
downstairs curtains in the rain
the sound of wet wood
hypothetical distances.
Oct 17, 2014 | Uncategorized
4.
Trying to avoid thinking he counted
instead
ample precedence for this mistake
soft answers
theologians distinguish the qualities
of the unknowable
divided nation
richest supported fiercely by the
poorest
ugliest oligarch masks as democrat
tribal values clan corn stalks ratty
barns
all the way to the horizon
this is the day of wheat the day of
chaff
in the shrine one candle burning
salt shaker shattered on glass top
table.
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Oct 16, 2014 | Uncategorized
3.
All professions are full of grief
the west wind’s ghost stories all
night long
sometimes is cold enough
to be at peace
nail half an orange to the rail
finches love to plunge in
and walk downhill on someone else’s
feet
sarabande of rainy morning
old Scottish battlecry measure the
sky with your hands
rain on the windowpane
tiny boxing gloves from rearview mirror
slung
still at sea but married young.
Oct 15, 2014 | Uncategorized
2.
There was an analyst who worked free
nobody believed him
so he had nothing on his conscience
it might be a father a lover one’s
own lost self —
be kind to anyone you meet in mind’s
eye
say:
this is a conversation in my head with someone who isn’t there
stop this, say what you like but only
out loud
things can only happen once
in the mind or out there, out here.
Don’t use up the event imagining–
things like this are what he must
have said.
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