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  • >Shuriken

    >How brave those eyes, sidelong and lonely Tender, stretched knowing and pangs struck Across an anvil stretched from tip to toe.Fingers first then greed comb…

    November 25, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

    calm weather, coming to america, fights, long-distance persuasion, ripples, search parties, thanksgiving, the blair witch project, undercover compensation, warmth
  • >Depression

    > The dog dashes pastWhat fills the basketOr the tall red binItself, a matter of timeBreaking morning lightOur hours so fast, soSuddenly ataxic. His clawsClanking…

    November 25, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >is a metaphor

    >the most important image in adulthood (is a metaphor) she only seems to be standing black hair bouquet on a pink blanket & arms arch above…

    November 23, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >9th Street & 4th Avenue, You are Many Things, First and Last of Which is Not Me

    >Half-naked, dear wondering about the middle of the street& you hear it, the water exhaling underneaththe sweet music none can seefloating like an oily film…

    November 22, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

    dancing, madness, pastoral, sleepwear
  • >Crosshatch

    >Please keep close, the best part’s almost here ( Anatomy of a tear, fearful & round blossoms from, replant redolent dead sordid bunch watches weather…

    November 17, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >(

    >my biggest fear; my big fears; i fear many big things: look at this wall, you are my love and for me_____________ you must follow…

    November 17, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >Untitled 11152009, 9:08 p.m.

    >“Monday. Delectatio morosa. I spend my doleful days in dumps and dolors.” – Lolita, HH, VN: Page 43 “The dream has gone but the baby…

    November 16, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >Lying (for Zelda, with a Moving Grey)

    >For the sake of taut ropeYour true voice strandedSwaying island of chords Tears one-by-oneTime darting through ageTrembling uncertain eye.

    November 15, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >Untitled 11122009 (part 1)

    >“Every generation has a keyhole to which its eye is pasted.” – Mary McCarthy, 1953 “Don’t push too hard.” – Family Motto, 1945-2010 I’m just…

    November 15, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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  • >Isolation’s Axis

    >Isolation’s axisTumbling past proportion& barrels hiddenConsequential mast lookToward the moving end; extremeIsolation’s axisIn distraction & obviousBack to gravityAt gravity’s backThe system’s not dizzyJust preening and fatIsolation’s…

    November 12, 2009

    Joseph M. Gerace

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