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‘I Was Afraid of Dying’ by James Wright
Once,I was afraid of dyingIn a field of dry weeds.But now,All day long I have been walking among damp fields,Trying to keep still, listeningTo insects that move patiently.Perhaps they are sampling the fresh dew that gathers slowly In empty snail shellsAnd in the secret shelters of sparrow feathers fallen on the earth. Source: Wright, James.…
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Death by Empiricism
Wikipedia Poem, No. 837 trapped under race class boxed among historical exclusive advanced handstand genderstand understand active advances of the early works create mutually early work before common understanding to deposit a dead body in sojourner truth or anna julia cooper intersection scissors in the factory deterosexual feminism of resent terms coins for economic status…
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We Collect, Use And Share Information That We Gather About You
Wikipedia Poem, No. 772 in black issuing in black issuing boards i experience life tether burden like concrete balloons to the concrete sidewalk i headphone the street wearing tethers to control my presence being a sticky yelp like the gunpowder salute headphones attached to the street wearing the cross of the earth around the earth’s voluble…
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No Goal
what i observe from up here i am still down there
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Preghiera di Gerace (Manifesto)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 661 after Mario Merz y& simple body nature current dynamism language no culture no merchandise misunderstood &y able to provide material was his earthenworks as well neo-data nouveau réalisme post-war statements of ur-minimalissimo programmed into existence poor povera pobera pauvre arm бедные עני فقير x one of his own surprisingly able to…
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Cosmopolitan Bias
Wikipedia Poem, No. 570 the forest thick with dread cut by compulsive slashes bearing no particular reward through the forest thick about hunger masturbation nation online video games reading about hunger masturbation of crackling wilderness a dozen cups of crackling no particular reward through the forest except forest think of a dread wilderness a dozen…
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Ariana Reines
Wikipedia Poem, No. 530 Driving 80 down the Turnpike, I begin typing into my iPhone: I’m obsessed with petri curls UV fancy s longways Transfixed a Paver Sears zebrawood w they do but know What babe brand r u Burning steel Fine particles panicked began priests W us Celine too They do fast response day…
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From “On Motorcycles” by Frederick Seidel
… “On the lyrical state highways of Vermont I blatted and roared, up and down through the gears, at eighty, at a hundred and something, at much more than a hundred and something miles an hour. The motorcycle had a relatively long wheelbase and felt absolutely solid in a straight line, despite the shaft-drive, and…
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Impossible Numbers
Wikipedia Poem, No. 418 after Vijay Seshadri and numbers no matter how abstract laced together in a ceramic bowl farmost impossible an implication of angels argue about 3 green apples in an old lady’s outstretched hands the numb plain makes no sense lust in a cracked ceramic bowl clearly the old lady and the victim…
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“for my own sanity”
“I felt driven—for my own sanity—to bring together in my poems the political world ‘out there’—the world of children dynamited or napalmed, of the urban ghetto and militarist violence—and the supposedly private, lyrical world of sex and of male/female relationships.” Adrienne Rich, “Blood, Bread, and Poetry”
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