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one in three questions is serious
two are small hands grasping
in the wet-dark
for salinized water

hewn stone
or a mustache
arriving at customs
before a tour
of the great pyramids
of vegas

i am obsessed
through collage
but that’s behind him now

a flashlight / in a closet / at the bottom / of the aegean sea

You’re a nag.
You’re a liar.
You’re lazy.
You’re selfish.
You’re deluded.
Stop wasting my time.

he is a craftsman
with beautiful rough hands
full of calluses like truth
with crete between
his team has prepared
marketing collateral
and sand fires for every possible occasion

If you don’t like it, you can leave.

in fact i think you should go
freshly shaven chest
like a great royal crest
give the world what it
so depressingly craves
space

in its arms this generation bears
time or place drowning my hands
around its neck long and slender
surrender

Everyone agrees with me.

 trees sorting themselves below birds

You should be ashamed of yourself.

 great figures inconceivable if not for sky

I don’t need you, you need me.

nothing neat left in this moved-on world

After all I have done for you, this is the thanks I get?

oubliette, oubliette, oubliette

strange bird / light bearer / glittering corpse

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 981

begin: top left corner of the frame

phosphorescent
blue glowings take arms
strands curling through the sky

stream mind
snow heart
falling doubt

dark seaweed
insects fly away
divide the sky

follow: channel where shadow meets highlight

white lily scent of riverbed brain
the sun with its spear at dawn with father
against young white phosphorus

carve out the sky
wash away
with the bodies pistil depth

the sky
curls
its long arms

through: pealing gaussian sweep

red nights fly
away at lily depth
— the spear

at dawn yesterday
green tomatoes
long white roadside flow

a quarrel with the scent of eyes
drifting with particular life
towards the articulate thin mist draped over blue sky

until: arrive

white lilies divide the red life
enclose new york times best-selling weapons
falling sky and curls of mirroring moon

film / lips
come forward
crawl through

the arms manufacturer’s heart
toward its frowning green body
bloody ocean sky glowing doubt

regress

dark quarrel with constant cloud
long arms of a strange bird
among glittery copse

many tense teen tomatoes
in wickful lily scent
falling doubt

dark seaweed
insects thread
like veins

ingest

dry white wine
an enclosure
for seaweed

clouds break at quarrelsome joints
like the scented blue sky streaming
through phosphorus mind

snowfall virus
carves rod to
cylindrical shell

digress

burrows through sky white flow
a quarrel in the wasteland
drift to blue away blooming

doubt dark flow moating
floating moon steel pan
pen pans heart roman along arms

strange bird
light bearer
glittering corpse

Timely Feathers

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TIMELY FEATHERS
 easy. It's pretty so flustered or mottle-tufted,
 wronged, came Till transformation and companion.
 deny bail or pretrial so coupled, married, where
 fern owl, The Baltimore and relinquishes
 of violent crime, $24.00 a long way into WATERBORO,
 feeding on works like RADIATING Giroux,
 So that the sister who was forced so harried, government 
           all that he kills,
 TOUCH museum of one And no one asks
 silent approach BESET resting Bill unleashes a torrent of 
 Beach

Gulls

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 862

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After Robert Hayden

 
         In sun-whetted
on those efforts
         morning,
or briefed on inter-wrestling control
         the dropped gull
from the workings of those efforts
         splayed
or briefed on those efforts
         on sand,
or briefed on the interpretative
         wind
of those efforts interviews with seven people
         picking at
indigo interpretation points or briefed on
         its feathers.

         Over the headlong
intimidation points and unknowable perspectives
         toppling
the author.

The recombinant method is its own representation;
         rush and leashed-back
rust wrested inflection;
         mica'd
wrestling control from the author.

The kings strongly inflect
         fall of the sea,
campaign against the west
         gulls
predecessors,
         scouting and
multiple methods
         crying.

Download this Free Zine about Appropriated Birds

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Caskets is a 16-page zine about appropriation, hotdogs, death, America, war, gargantuan planes and microscopic birds. Please download, share, and distribute illegally in libraries, museums, squat houses and corporate gyms. Thank you, as always, for reading. More at wikipoem.org.

11 Stages of Indecency

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 768

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tuono rotto; plateau the indecency for unknowledge; us happy we here necessarily indecent; necessary in the shameful unknown; only when the fifth we thinks us happy us; we as well as willing as witnessed last plateau; appears gross gutter and an unknowledged wellness; as well as we’ll survive the pornographic; this unknowledge make/think; that raw gutter and gutter gross guarantee us happy; tuono rotto.

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Source: “5 Stages of Desires’ Development.” Kabbalah Blog, 19 Aug. 2009.

‘Magpiety’ by Czeslaw Milosz

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The same and not quite the same, I walked through oak forests
Amazed that my Muse, Mnemosyne,
Has in no way diminished my amazement.
A magpie was screeching and I said: Magpiety?
What is magpiety? I shall never achieve
A magpie heart, a hairy nostril over the beak, a flight
That always renews just when coming down,
And so I shall never comprehend magpiety.
If however magpiety does not exist
My nature does not exist either.
Who would have guessed that, centuries later,
I would invent the question of universals?

Montgeron, 1958

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Source: Miłosz, Czesław. New and Collected Poems, 1931-2001. New York, N.Y: Ecco, 2003. Print.

Magpiety

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 736

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“If however magpiety does not exist / My nature does not exist either.” Czeslaw Milosz, 1958

 

after Czeslaw Milosz

my birthplace
which applies distantly

from one and art
… to the direct experience of

this app
ibidem conferatur magpiety

i walked through books
against our will even

it does not occur without books
this also applies to distant from one end

even against our will
it does not occur through books ever

yet to my birthplace
against our will

applied distantly
it does not occur over rivers even

from one art to another
it does not occur with wetted thigh

… the direct experience of
this also applies distant from one and

this appellate iridescence
walking through my mind

ibidem conferatur magpiety
even against our will