All posts tagged “motorcycles

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‘The geezer alcoholics in the corner?’

Wikipedia Poem, No. 867 break into air leather man break into air breathe into leather man breathe into air leather jacket licked back hair and steal another man break into leather man don’t break don’t break man don’t break look leather man break it or… Read More

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Motorcycle Poem (Toward a Synthesis)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 845 toward new language [breath] liberate power [breath] in a language [breath] liberate choice [breath] in a language on two wheels [breath] hurtling toward the language [breath] language [breath] language [breath] liberate power [breath] in a language [breath] liberate choice [breath] in… Read More

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Poem Without Metaphor (Highwire Act)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 827 free expert install be in control aerodynamic design bold and fast drawbacks dayglo free expert install be in control slim search parts and slim headed engine ice roadside tool kit large and slim search angel headed street engineers black coda kids… Read More

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“What did they attack? How did Syria react?”

Wikipedia Poem, No. 757 15mph second 28 mph second 28 mph second 28 mph fourth 49 fifth 58 sixth — black is purple white is purple white is purple white is purple white is purple white is purple white is purple white is purple white… Read More

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Polypropos

Wikipedia Poem, No. 745   contemporary show-offs hair and little punchy verbs in all the right places some high round oogleables sweet averroes retweets roxane gay are we desirable astride rare machinery life jackhammered by rounded-off cobbles wet at four a.m. pardner don’t get on… Read More

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Praise Uncontrollable Gruesome

Wikipedia Poem, No. 519 let me tell you a secret: i’ve discovered something in the conveniences of mass consequence to ensure mine would continue to bear neutral green leather black light pitches back leather clutch discovers light black leather clutch discovers something wild rushing in… Read More

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Muhammad Ali Jinnah

Wikipedia Poem, No. 518 dead resting ice daily and loved you sleep without words will all the mottles claim staying did nothing about straying without all the uncontrollable head space beside takeout ambulance words will the large black supple magazines sunglass in the night sun… Read More

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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… Read More