beauty
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A Noisy Phalanx Is a Safe Phalanx
I impute, with geometry, Hoplite. Consciously I do this to you, Too-Beautiful Poemtaker. Remember John to Philip wrote: “Don’t worry about it Levine, you’re ugly enough to be a great poet.” That’s filled with funny truth — oozes out of the recoiling seams, the reactionary-gunman seams. The Ugly Poet pities him — Perfect Gator…
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Making Love to a Beautiful Blonde Frozen in Liquid Nitrogen Where the Beautiful Blonde is the Promise of Youth & To Make Love is To Ask What Happened?
Wikipedia Poem, No. 561 wool as if from a grant come use us if you so wound an apple curl i arrow situations but dislike curls i pause so if the doing does then when where i am? i seem odious-juggling orderlies oops choke all simultaneous on bended née handmade fingers said perhaps originally the…
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from ‘On Secrets’ by Mary Ruefle
“When you are walking down a city street and not paying much attention—perhaps you are downtrodden by some confusion—and come suddenly upon a rose bush blooming against a brick wall, you may be struck and awakened by the appearance of beauty. But the rose is not beautiful. You think the rose is beautiful and so you…
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“Stray Beast” by Sarah Jean Grimm
I cannot recommend highly enough Sarah Jean Grimm‘s “Soft Focus” from Metatron out of Montreal. The poem above grabbed me by the throat. I still have the finger marks from last night’s reading. Buy the book (might I suggest the entire Spring 2017 catalog?) and support great, living poets.
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Kestrel
A kestrel orbits the Meadowlands Beside the Turnpike. A reminder: In the order of everything, It is most likely the case that No thing separates from any other thing, Despite great evidence contrary. The four-ounce kestrel, gliding on, powerful and free— As Diogenes masturbating in the marketplace—will die, His body fall-flung by the side of…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 331
gently afraid of nature causes just though dominion thus shrinks from virtuous designs there goes inward a reference toward fear it may exhibit as being carried only in our limitation the idea discovers us so far as outbursts beautiful what is man seeking only a fitting fear states respect for comparison which is never…
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“Dante’s Beatrice” by Frederick Seidel (2006)
I ride a racer to erase her. Bent over like a hunchback. Racing leathers now include a hump That protects the poet’s spine and neck. I wring the thing out, two hundred miles an hour. I am a mink on a mink ranch determined not To die inside its valuable fur, inside my racesuit. I…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 129
poems whose admonishments in the bodies of adults their bodies contribute relief many to fulfill reducing they had Russian girls snake-like the starving years an atrophy wasting saint-like of food aid and agriculture to a punish a sense of tissues exacerbating already a fetus an illness two other brothers then to more than or eat…
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Alberto Burri
Thin lines of graphite gather in the sky Angels pull open two halves of the curtain Or the surgeon scalpels abdominal flesh “A whole chain of pulls and tensions”
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