Wikipedia Poem, No. 349

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“They’ve rubbed away the designs that gave life to the crumbling walls. Some words raise themselves affirmatively.” Pierre Reverdy
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        founded basin 
    there but 
exploding 
         
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 and 
deeper 
 
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than 
  that is 
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  case may be
      
a river 
  from the 
geological society 

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      feed the 
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 323

For Raphael


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         tenement the city beneath 
a       way 
      to take one to grade 
in   new york los 
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on a completely hits 
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good god have you seen what helps me sleep 
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in these 
organize performance leave 
home creating a concern 
coming 
little 
        kids and development over 
    performances to meet hung 
out which is part dried 
gunpowder disappears 
     museum all and mound now  you’re 
all 
    my friend 
history 
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_TWO
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that piano vines
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says he vines years 
late 
          he never asks to destroy or distribute only ares 
       her asket this organization 
squares exploitations alyssa 
in the hacks 
and offers the south bronx
         
_THREE
         fantas face also a couplet are sorry 
      contact in working whirlwind quarry
   the hooked face
        familiar from there
school on a sour-apple chard huelsenbeck's accord class out 
   i email to a tshirted familiar from workshopping come 
     for each college to take a year
see this featureless thing the face then agrees 
green or sundry armament hazing over 
       neon-rain countries her life in the tabernacle 
anyneed toward want is plainly a memory 
a competitive home he vines she vines the rhythm 
yet either that is participant and a new york 

     movement ripped from the cross 
jaques lacan archite-out indian   real big music 
pound fruit stall streets away 
a train architect

_FOUR
      through the planet 
this glove rhythm retruns 
warmth to take a vision new york

_FIVE
   the new 
lost angeless 
honing 
  lot hot
    and 
senses wings logically 
star symbols she and he 
a batting tare wayfindigenous mind 
      body as skatebooks then 
      bike the daily freeman professes 
the articipants such 
the function philosophy courage 
      a rarely birder
a character study   brown bunny 
hopping rare and kid she burned out
barely affordable and chang-out 

joe says joe says joe says others 
merry-go-rounders snack and filial lake 
this bfa this mfa and streets and lakes
  
_SIX
the number two traveling some great distance
dressing quick steps with her merely by 
follows people severing
the garden departs life 
and mouth broadcasting 
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crosses 
         or 
helps me sleep on 
too 
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avant-garden shopping 
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an around 
    the new york 
      city bus small gardens showing 
nine laid 
       engestures a friends 
from 
     long island long ago 
homage
cross schools the calm down calf heir himself and
joe says joe says joe says others 
for 
          home 
          after near high 
school on a come 
first baseballs then salt

Wikipedia Poem, No. 279

“the body’s pain and the pain on the streets / are not the same but you can learn / from the edges that blur O you who love clear edges / more than anything watch the edges that blur” Adrienne Rich

 

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Source:

  • Rich, Adrienne. “Contradictions: Tracking Poems.” Collected Poems, 1950-2012. , 2016. Print. Page 656.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 206

from the french
nous tuons seulement
prevalent neon plains

mountainous rule then
western united states
small relative shapeless

mesas plateaus buttes
destroyed landforms formerly
erroneous quiet hills


Sources:

Wikipedia Poem, No. 152

“Of that place beyond the heavens none of our earthly poets has yet sung, and none shall sing worthily.” Socrates
                  little fist 
tugging jonathan  call again 
take 
      me 
if she's 
        part of the reason you forgot your forest chest chest chest 

   the ship is anchor’d 
       safe 
and ring 
o bells but 
don't make me weather the prize

    the captain 
lies fallen cold and 
    done that you are

 

Sources: 
- Whitman, Walt. “O captain! My Captain!” Poetry Foundation. 1891. Web. 26 Mar. 2016.
- Apple, Fiona. Jonathan. Genius, 2012. Audio Recording. 26 Mar. 2016.

wikipedia poem, no. 12

it 
       was contemplating the animals 
when invention with a grand 
sleeve fell to where 
the same cat came to the 
       the cat—slow moving 
    a 
         moment—really 
    guards rolled contortion with a tub.

The inside felt 
  freakishly positionary.
       
No tick marks away. Filed away, I 
was 
       that 
     I was looking, or nodding, service’s couldn’t misuse cable 
the powerful steps, each 
times that it 
felt freakishly positive.
behaviors put oddly in unison
and for ages into a large noisy chute made a narrow cubicle 
something 
of the rhythm, 
     or anything, or 
  any rate, 
          the crowded
oppositively 
positively 
  polite facing and adding there 
     were

somewhere

for Adam

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