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Kino Sadamaru (1760-1841)
Though this body, I know, is a thing of no substance, must it fade, alas, so swiftly, like a soundless fart? Source: Sato, Hiroaki, and Burton Watson. From the Country of Eight Islands: An Anthology of Japanese Poetry. New York: Columbia University Press, 1987. Print.
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First Barn Owl Egg Hatch
Wikipedia Poem, No. 484 screech in green darkness and stamp my talons wet leafy flesh the master has built there will be many bones a small mouthful of mouse a fatty bite
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Going to Minsk
Wikipedia Poem, No. 481 dough stuck to eat (or stop cannibalizing it never ends all the dumplings will never end all like a black rabbit head such improbable writing plastic trimming never ending all like a rebus poem the throat himself (or a stand-in for the paris review facebook page someone somewhere must care about…
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Proof You Can Write A Poem You’ve Never Read (Basquiat)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 479 painting of a face in a skull brought $1105 million-plus club in the work it was taken the sixth most had been guaranteed to buyer the shape of a face in the room on basquiat least for sotheby’s to make same least four bidders on basquiat that’s not exactly a thrillionaire…
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Stock Art Beef Broth Bass Player
Wikipedia Poem, No. 478 what you think! cohesive essay what obscure track tricks from a guitar darnielle’s for going on fifteen years now maybe a bit of sweet fruit more than i imagined to do with a pencil and early in contrast time i heard once that the importance of what happened is realizing that…
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Pronoun Disaster (Saints That Maketh Their Grave)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 476 he she his saints maketh are the grave that maketh are their themself you he she his letter saints her letter saints and to them they themself they make him self your saints her saints that marketh their grave theirs the lord that killeth and maketh the lord killeth and maketh…
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Handheld Halo (Drinks with Mitch)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 475 drunking out pretty along the hand scratching out pretty along the baptist? no is it krishna then? is it mirabai or the baptist? no it is mirabai or the untouchable one the invisible breezer perfect again not nearly impossible is it it is mirabai her not-slender wrist scratching out pretty along…
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Piero Manzoni
Wikipedia Poem, No. 474 really want a pineapple exhibited in you wouldn’t really want a pineapples quite highly as that look like green fountains at the top he said but you wouldn’t really want a pineapple exhibited in you wouldn’t really want a pineapple exhibited in you wouldn’t really want a pineapple exhibited in you…
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