california
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Vicious Mercy (Vermeer in Death Valley, 2020)
Leave Vermeer alone. When I write The girl is dying I do not mean to enter the girl nor deconstruct her state of abstract goingness. It’s a figure beyond an open window in a time of plague. Disemboweled skywriting or the family name forgotten in water. Which is to say: Vicious mercy becomes the uncountable…
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Never Say Seems To Be
In promotional materials, as in any great poem, never say seems to be. Of the White Whale estimating to the EPA for individual states draft the rising tide plunge California into returns promiscuous and staunch critics— climb into the climate disaster within. Little didactic poet, sit up straight, don’t say swift accountant. Onto climate we could…
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Polyphemus in Napa
Wikipedia Poem, No. 655 all that mighty oneself one sees stretch online glassed by the trees its easy eye and wine glasses lost in branches by the pain that’s remembered her sea bottom home for suede flash stupid save oneself from love you see selfless be come classless seawine in a park ing lot terrible…
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Mycology
abstemious and baronial the gods know what’s meant a hollywood party one cannot stop halfway through the procedure
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 219
that he is loved in the details now radiograph of an arthropod that he is loved fluorescent under gamma radiation produces ample light that he is loved and loves this procedure this flicking idea biolumined that he is loved dinoflagellates swallow night an organism excited within bioglyphs that he is loved motile and feeding…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 130
thought died he said he bought a stay stayed close to tie us together and other darkness and stripes in the new museum of wood tin and around the subject of sculpture when every person who sevens is looking for William Merritt who chases stars and reassembles the canvas with painting retrospective of hard truths…
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A beautiful paragraph from Pynchon
“Sunrise was on the way, the bars were just closed or closing, out in front of Wavos everybody was either at the tables along the sidewalk, sleeping with their heads on Health Waffles or in bowls of vegetarian chili, or being sick in the street, causing small-motorcycle traffic to skid in the vomit and so…
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Feminist Poem for Marilyn Monroe
There are no photos of Marilyn Monroe Just images of her lovers Ed Clark not the once-young negro abstract expressionist Painted himself as Marilyn Bent at the hip, arched back in white Griffith Park her ass Some tribute her one must presume face ordered dilute Later as she lay back nude one hand dissolving at…
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