Agricultural Espionage

Wikipedia Poem, No. 916

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Fuck Theory Kill

Wikipedia Poem, No. 880

On hand acidic trap in the bowel of what I’d contained with soft steel wire. Am I alive oil, salt, too late now I’m 28 and acidic trapped in this newspaper executive security forces in the making like delicate membrane fangs. The dog struggles in the bowl. The bowl of nervous broiled potatoes, olive who pretends he’s a word: I’ve got to brandish fangs. I strain at the calcium light a less periphery universe? Bowl of bloodless bone of bloodless bone

any work that creates discomfort “makes officials here nervous.”

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any work that creates discomfort “makes officials here nervous.”

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any work that creates discomfort “makes officials here nervous.”

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any work that creates discomfort “makes officials here nervous.”

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any work that creates discomfort “makes officials here nervous.”

Sources:

‘Transformed Creature’ by Liu Xia

Translated from the Chinese by Ming Di and Jennifer Stern

You have a strange pet—
one eye is a cat’s, the other a sheep’s.
Yet, it won’t socialize with felines,
will attack any flock of sheep.
On moonlit nights,
it wanders on roofs.

When you’re alone,
it will lie in your lap,
preoccupied,
slowly studying you until—
on its face—a challenge.

6/1988

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Source: Liu, Xia, Di Ming, Jennifer Kronovet, Herta Müller, and Yiwu Liao. Empty Chairs: Selected Poems. 2015.

Begin reading about Liu Xia here and then Google her name and pay attention to learn more. 

I encourage readers to purchase the book here, and listen to a conversation between poet Rachel Zucker and translator Jennifer Kronovet on a recent episode of the Commonplace Podcast. You can financially support (as I do) Commonplace Podcast—a brilliant, important project exploring the work of influential working artists—on Patreon.

Pliant Young Models of Instagram (Ripple Fudge)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 801

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“These things can be arranged, he said. / Besides, glitter has become reasonable again. / Haven’t you heard? For one irrational second I thought / today’s subject was plagiarism, as symbolized / by that desk. But no, it’s joy” Ashbery

 

to mantis in prayer—reminded as though in prayer—remain a man indeed, and physical hyperactivity, distant, relative mad”), a word mad”), a word a world akin to mantic. a less expected, and physical hyperactivity, distant, relative to the prophesizing forelimbs extended as though of an ancient manner” (as in a (specified) manner” (an insect got its groove back. and its offspring, too. back from child protective services. back from american slavery, euro-peon colonialism, tribal tendencies, technocracies, madness, the folly of mutation and itself derives from greek mainesthai (“to be mannered” (as an insect get its game of a jumbo-jetted prophet.” the roué drags its nuts across ancient greece then suddenly too late sometimes from the greek word mad”), a word akin to mantic. a less expected, and physical hyperactive man”), a father akin to mania meaning and mean

Anchor Point on Marx’s Birthday

Wikipedia Poem, No. 775

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indoctrinations
said the question
needing communism
to point an anchor

profane
said the blames
with lyrics beckoning
snow

bitter acid
said an old-school still
hold tight the ideals
of marxist values

question
said the tanks to reassert
talk show values blame the armory
less for the birth of the soul

The Collected Poems of Capita Mortua

Wikipedia Poem, No. 761

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         served languish 
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protest 
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forces in peach-blossom anxiety 
and sparse 
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li he was surprised 
    the old 
man's teach blossoms the way 
li he was surprised those in factory towns 
had 
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      li he was 
no less than ammunition
of abuse those 
         unlucky thursdays 

we are 
of a
middle-class
and fashionable
carriages rumbling
in ornate patterns 
of yellow twilight
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Source: Cohen, Patricia, and Robert Gebeloff. “Public Servants Are Losing Their Foothold in the Middle Class.” The New York Times, 22 Apr. 2018. Web.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 374

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“Blessed be God and evermore extoll’d / Who wou’d not let me fetter’d be with Gold” Mary Astell

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and a blog called wikipoem

Wikipedia Poem, No. 236

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“Pardon my past, because, you know, / it was like all one piece. / It can’t have escaped your escaped your attention / that I would argue.” John Ashbery

 

precipitating spirit-quickening phlegm
stopping food accumulation squishing
blood-dispelling bleeding spit-wicking

orifice-opening movement of water
dispelling spirit respelling liver
yang-fortifying astriction-promoting

blood-nourishing supplement gushing
spirit-quake external application
promoting blood-upselling

orifice-opening blood-scattering
qi-suppressing blood-nourishing
damp-dispersing phlegm-transforming

Wikipedia Poem, No. 96

“I said once I said perhaps it is true that what makes poetry possible is a small country. Big countries cannot really make poetry because they do not cannot all when they say the same thing feel as they do. By this I mean. All this I mean.” —Gertrude Stein, Geographical History of America

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games
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maximum 
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this code is heir
voices will 
have 30 lives 
      to a door
performing
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a minute begins 
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frames in 
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play 
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the character
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code 
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at 
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broken sing then rising 
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pressing 
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give 
the hard and 
in the code recites 
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tests
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the 
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exploitable
goemon emerges as bee

a door unlockable
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a dot-gulping 
sequence substitution 

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crises: revolution ally mao

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skeleton cash at 
       the present exhibition 
      you can sit & write of swords 
cutting the ghost station 
       you will be sound

     those were there bootlegging the 
      haunted fair 
        after downstreet 
your shop donkey-changed
      
ghost can 
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      the original 
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miscellaneous craftsmanship there and holidays
to meeting with this ghost
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    for flyers 
locked in the pier-machine
      to 
expect 
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motif hair we have all lists
   by the august 
   fair 
frequently asked 
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first venue in the heart of shenzhen 
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shoppu monstery

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as fans I 
am a waiting district network 
      named the print plater 
art photos specter emma exhibitions 
      of shenzhen edo epitaph 
of the japanese sword we 
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in 
the exhibition from sewing 
to the 
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and 
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      understand monsters and magic 
energy and shop because it 
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      can we will to look


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        streets short stories 
of specter the for the emotion 

in that downstreet shop 
participant
special openings 
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      shop donkey chan demonium 
          by that exhibition 
the haunted yu darkseed 
sell 
paper circles spectacle debord
miyoshi of luncheon many times little 
mail and sell

Moyecques [revision]

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The super ball is a comet
rips through passive air. 

The super ball doesn’t bounce
bites holes in the wall the concrete
foundation window pane the neighbor’s forehead.

The super ball deeply drags
Chinese supersmog floods the Superdome
sparks forest fires castrates polar ice licks your molten core.

The super ball is a nuclear bunker buster 
shearing close to ears shares killer yarn about its time in the Royal Air Force
never barks shows teeth when you stick to listening or head-gone leave a shitty tip.

The super ball is grey not gray a dumb way
for a poet to describe anything of such magnitude
its lack-of-color some people cannot see or ignore or slather over 
      with all the gravity of a man crushed undone turned inside out by the truly random.

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