Poetry
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“Oh, I See A Roaring Noise, Roar”
I place one cheerio in my mouth and suck my lips I look around and moan I chew no teeth another cheerio in my mouth I stir my hand around the silicone plate my right hand a fist in my left hand I pick it up the cheerios with index finger and thumb equally with…
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Tokyo 13
It is smaller than a pictureIt is a black bird. The star In orange, characterized By beaks and legs —Kyurukuru — and warmth To spare. Walks with a sawIn a bright place such as a lawnOr field while he graspsThe efforts of mirrors and insectsIn the evening from winterTo late summer he bearsA big group…
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‘For a Moment’ by Ron Padgett
It’s funny howif you just let goof things they will come toyou. That is to saysometimes. So what good is such ageneralization?Ah, it makes you feel good to saysuch things fromtime to time, as if you actuallyand really and trulyknew something! Source: Padgett, Ron. Collected Poems. Minneapolis, Minnesota: Coffee House Press, 2013, p. 415.
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American Sentence, No. 4
That’s just a door, don’t overthink it, but who is Horace, anyway?
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‘Shhh’ by Eileen Myles
Shhh I don’t thinkI can afford the time to not sit right down &write a poem about the heavy liddedwhite rose I hold in my handI think of snowa winter night in Boston, drunken waitressstumble on a bus that careens throughSomerville the end of the linewhere I was born, an old manshaking me. He could’ve…
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Ashbery on the Beauty of Deadlines
Source: Lehman, David. The Last Avant-Garde: The Making of the New York School of Poets. 1999. Print.
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“Feminist Modes of Production” by Arielle Greenberg
This poem appears in Arielle Greenberg’s 2015 book “Slice” from Coconut Press. Her work is brilliant, please support her writing.
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Notes from Chicago
“A fleuron is a typographic element, or glyph, used either as a punctuation mark or as an ornament for typographic compositions. Fleurons are stylized forms of flowers or leaves; the term derives from the Old French word floron for flower. Robert Bringhurst in The Elements of Typographic Style calls the forms ‘horticultural dingbats.’ It is…
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