The Cuban Prisoners

Wikipedia Poem, No. 887

Metapacking District (ix), Joseph M. Gerace

The Cuban Prisoners—The intelligence brought by the Cherokee, from Havana, sets in still stronger light the atrocity of the deceptions which were recently practised upon the good feeling of this nation. The generosity and forbearance of the Cuban Government deserve all praise. Not only does the Captain-General attend to their wants, and consult their comfort, as if they were invited guests instead of hostile invaders—unfortunates rather than criminals; but he encourages them with the hope that their release will speedily follow their arrival in Spain. Of course proper steps have been taken to ensure the active intervention of the American Minister in Madrid, on behalf of the deluded and betrayed adventurers.

New York Times, Sept. 24, 1851

show true character
unintention of confidence
sometimes in violation of an enemy
treacherously giving information
deception deceive deceive deceive deceive
deceive deceive deceit
trayal deceive deceptionally show
a true character
dare to give
unintentionally reveal unintention to lead
deceive deceive deceive deceive
deceive obsolete trayed
be evidence
of an enemy by treachery
to an enemy by treachery
disclose deliver or desert
especially reveal
unintention of an enemy
treachery
to lead astrayen
deliver

or disclose violate
unfaithful in violation
an enemy
treacherously give
gravely disclose one’s
country group or disclose
in guarding maintaining maintaining maintaining
maintaining maintaining maintaining maintaining maintaining maintaining
maintaining maintaining
maintaining
maintaining maintaining
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The Artists’ Head Strung from The Artist’s Head

Wikipedia Poem, No. 885

drop anything my brown kitchen stand falligators quarries airfields swamps post-industrial towns no weather here deep withering made-thing in beautiful or dissociated harmony frying up the stuff and father we make we sort we tell stories you’ll see you said what i don’t call those i read of you here i go again, bumblebeeing, and a notorious leaky bladder the author the sunset-nothing—fully read by drug conviction—hadn’t thought about this before a bouquet of dehydration raked according to all the good over the wall rested in the thing my brown the wrested world’s lean interview with it would just just just strung up confident men

i am a head on a stick

Wikipedia Poem, No. 868

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with honesty and love
he carried 
me over the earth
to 
       burke reason, honesty and didn't once put my 
head on a stick
or make me 
    do terrible things 
to the truth

now i am a head on 
      a stick
made to 
do terrible things 
and love
       trauma 

many other kings
from their hearth
pull gratitude 
from people i had hurt
carry me 
    without the gratitude of people i skewer with magic
made to do terrible things
to burke reason, honesty and earth

i am a 
head 
i am a head 
    on a stick again
and didn't never once love
the earth
who burkes reason, honesty and 
wompsters alike 
have carried me through gratitude 
to people i had once loved
and burked myself  
with reason, honesty and mirth

i am a head 
on a stick
made to do terrible things to truth
     
a head once loved
a head 
on a stick
made to do terrible things and never once loved
tubercular wompsters 
have carried me over the earth
      to the granite people stuck 
on a stick
that
once loved
 the truth as a trunk
      
i am a g and a wompster 
carried beside the earth
to 
burke reason, honesty and fellow 
wompsters 
don't concern yourself
with my trauma 

many kings 
once loved
the head i have become
 
don't once love yourselves
head concerned 
with trauma 

many kings
many truths

i am a head once loved
on a stick
made to do terrible things
to heaven
          to the 
earth
to burke 
reason, honesty and wompsters 
     
i have carried myself over the earth
to 
burke reason, honesty 
and wompsters 

i am a head 
of
     many kings don't concern themselves with
love
do terrible things
       to burke reason, honesty and truth

i am a head once loved
for its amplitude of attitude i had on a 
stick
and chompers 
chomping all over the earth
to burke reason's honesty and don't come once loved 

and many kings  
and many traumas 
and many earths 

burke reason
honesty and don't 
and don't and don't

To the Real Cannibal Mockingbird

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Eighteen Wheeler at Speed (Broken Time)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 818

Maker:0x4c,Date:2017-9-26,Ver:4,Lens:Kan03,Act:Lar01,E-Y

is oblomov soaring only when giacometti is on?
what about oblomov oh you don’t know?

enough with the joists monetizing pastures
run out loud

no maggot-lonely world no
doesn’t know enough about capital

sarah morris now and time
too mustn’t be so ashberian

insomniaholic holy whirling amongst eyeful photosynthetics
evans was history from beat one

which has a history
at which point linear decomposition

this political meaning
points to they are not american

so that’s why
if you can write unentertaining books about capital now

and people are not american that’s why if you can
only wear today sit up and bray at propeller sky
ignore the scoreboard time mustn’t be so ashberian

insomniaholic holy when giacometti is on and on about chimamanda ngozi adichie
the opposite of spinach is armor and
which are gathered in a sacred pile by horses trust me i’ve researched this stuff

capital and quarterbacks who were very rich
white books about football and baseball and time too
mustn’t be so ashberian insomniaholic holy whirling amongst eyeful photosynthetics

evans was common about his pointy stuff
capital now and again peopled into his arm
they are not so american that’s why

if you can write books about chimamanda ngozi adichie and sarah morris and time
too mustn’t be so ashberian insomniaholic holy whirling amongst eyeful photosynthetics
evans was a political climate come on you mustn’t be so ashberian

insomniaholic holy whirling amongst eyeful photosynthetics
evans was common with his stuff slurping the opposite of spinach
so deeply layered and which point to pure compostable pastures
run out loud no maggot-lonely joists and monetized highways

psychological meanings
i think the world doesn’t consider the implication
only whirling amongst eyeful photosynthetics
evans was a common thing in the rain the robin is far from beautiful

yet it lives so well behind me
on fire an 18 wheeler at speed
i am a dumb young man
but i am

O! Look! Delphinus Point and the Abandoned Lyre

Wikipedia Poem, No. 806

Maker:0x4c,Date:2017-9-26,Ver:4,Lens:Kan03,Act:Lar01,E-Y

Kerstin Brätsch (DAS INSTITUT), Upright Tanning, 2012 (detail); From the series: Glow Rod Tanning for Das Institut & United Brothers; Interchangeable mylar (3 parts), oil on mylar; photographed at The Model, Sligo, Ireland. (with Self-Portrait)

 

plotted indigenous
or relatively large
anthropoidal prey
of mesoamericans indigenous
or relatively large

plotted in gold
cold cold cold
to soak maize indigenous
into a shower
of overgrown gardens

turn toward particles
turn yourself interior
kill the rich
he won’t greek
would swim out interior kill

kill the particles
turn yourself
interior the rich
he won the greeks
would swim out into stars

beside them all

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See more work from Kerstin Brätsch and Adele Röder at the Kunsthalle Zürich.

Ten Red Bowls

Wikipedia Poem, No. 805

Maker:0x4c,Date:2017-9-26,Ver:4,Lens:Kan03,Act:Lar01,E-Y

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Joseph M. Gerace is a poet who is a job for you thing was just this a poet who is still had the first half was just thing was and I will here on the party is the other is a poet who is a poet who is a poet who is a poet who I will had the mom the money for you. Joseph M. Gerace is still be here and how morning to come home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home home sleep and what a funny thing I was

Ireland in a Day (In Praise of Ellen Hutchins)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 802

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create many named grasses in seaweed and mussel and among their publications and publishers lecania hutchinsiae et al and the mussels of miss ellen’s garden who? is praised by botanists with seaweed and that’s accurate the thick shale how does she call herself? you can’t appreciate cork bound in seaweed and gripped to be thick and accurate shale how do you yourself do? can you do? she can appreciate cork and read supersonically aware of the mirror forever behind her head read the limestone tomb of seaweed and read of a spectacle of thick shale how does she hold it all? some can’t appreciate cork in praise of botany she had thick arms and history on the fringes does it remind you of someone? cladophora hutchinsiae? how do you do? must you yourself climb what must be? or just or just or just