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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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Scraps for God
Wikipedia Poem, No. 718 mount ancient hard sounds from the coast of his way to be had life ended up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged u
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Self-Portrait (Memnon’s Remix)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 652 i know what precisely to say do i say a few years back what’s right and how much of love is high cheek bones and how many high cheek bones gatherd here how low the creek groans bones and how much left i felt the thin cracks in what’s right and…
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After Reading a Page and a Half of Tradition and Innovation in Hellenistic Poetry
Wikipedia Poem, No. 600 the keyhole of my broad back of my ignorance were i ignorant as all the philosophers poured into a visible earthen mold be invincibly ignorant for being unreached but unreachable this condition is the key then to to verdant madness and made one less the light the winged the sacred thing…
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‘Delirium for the Four Legs of a Love’ by Dimitris Athinakis (trans. Karen Emmerich)
I see your yesses coming from afar and my own, like candles, brandish and burn awaiting the centuries A strong wind carries off my hat my glasses my tattoo my arm carries off my leg and an eye [I’m left there smiling before jets gushing the joy of nothingness] joy — it too alone Stay,…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 330
luxure obsolete from the whistling verb float rather the 1660s relay reluctance lasting and first attested sometime around 1661 lather reluctantly wrestle stains see related lasciviousness lust 1520 screams obsolescence the verb first fury related which attests sometime in 1660 the king burns grace which is reluctance latin relates 60 pounds of cake perhaps…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 265
prefer to discuss who disgusts one avoid this phrase as a mewet on the gibbous moon of dry ink distinction as plosive implies third eye and creative nasal cones deflect áphōnon one avoids this phrase altogether in order to prefer one must not call an unreleased burst plosive through sounds inaccurate one doesn’t know where one comes from nor…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 164
struggle to be made; perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect…
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“Orpheus in Athens” by Jack Spicer
The boy had never seen an honest man. He looked among us every night he said. He eyed each stranger like Diogenes And took him with his lantern into bed. He’d probe the stranger’s body with that light Search every corner of his flesh and bone But truth was never there. He’d spend the night…
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