‘Leadbelly Gives an Autograph’ by Amiri Baraka

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Pat your foot
and turn
            the corner. Nat Turner, dying wood
of the church. Our lot
is vacant. Bring the twisted myth
of speech. The boards brown and falling
away. The metal bannisters cheap
and rattly. Clean new Sundays. We thought
it possible to enter 
the way of the strongest.

But it is rite that the world's ills
erupt as our own. Right that we take
our own specific look into the shapely
blood of the heart.
                                 Looking thru trees
the wicker statues blowing softly against
the dusk.
Looking thru dusk
thru dark-
ness. A clearing of stars
and half-soft mud.

The possibilities of music. First
that it does exist. And that we do, 
in that scripture of rhythms. The earth,
I mean soil, as melody. The fit you need,
the throes. To pick it up and cut
away what does not singularly express.

Need.
Motive.
The delay of language.

A strength to be handled by giants.

The possibilities of statement. I am saying, now,
what my father could not remember
to say. What my grandfather
was killed 
for believing.
                        Pay me off, savages.
                        Build me an equitable human assertion.

One that looks like a jungle, or one that looks like the cities 
of the West.      But I provide the stock. The beasts
and myths.
            The City's Rise!
                                 (And what is history, then? An old deaf lady)
                                 burned to death
                                 in South Carolina.

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Source: Baraka, Imamu A, and William J. Harris. The Leroi Jones/Amiri Baraka Reader. New York, NY: Thunder’s Mouth Press, 1995. Print.

Malachi Favors

Wikipedia Poem, No. 812

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“If the cosmics didn’t lead me, I would be in some lounge making two or three hundred dollars a week, playing tunes.” Malachi Favors

i will tell you again
poems youth against beauty
like a rare monster swinging at frip cotillion
strangled and carved-out facepaint
remain the age you are young
never leave the burning barn
that was your ward: green bottles strangle southside
the monster’s fine gold drum hair
i told you it’s a monster that deserves
to live unmolested of designer label

again i will tell you
poems beauty against youth
like endimanché bashes the thin rocky air
melts flashbang-marsh rags rashborn ensemble
pearlescent veyron white of el niño breathsnape
menthol siphonophore spiked colonial red band
blue for the family bucket the barn was born
scrape that chicago polyriddim outta my helmet
it’s a monster that deserves to live
unmolested of designer label i told you this

A Rapid, Nameless Impulse

Wikipedia Poem, No. 809

khat

your smutgrass will not grow here 
i am the realizer the realizer i am 
supple cast into tinderbale summer air
shitting and reading bomb hiss
        page turner 
        astrologic tortoise 
        barren mango seed 
        these hands 
                wad of pedagogic khat 
                delicious trap cannot conceive 

cradled by radioactive fog i am the secular seed 
seed of balamb garden 
controls the freckled and pale realizer 
balamb garden i implore you 
control the start of yr anti-capitalist pale 
i'm in favor of yr anti-capitalist pale
you are the only one willing to abuse yr body 
and i'm so here for that

No Echo No Light (Sorted)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 808

noecho

without echo
this is arguable
the new edition
no echo no light
no echo no light
no echo no light
echo without tongue
a soft clumsy argument
departments and programs
new edition of the borrowed text
the new edition of the translation
the new edition of the new edition
in this it is arguable: in his preface
this preface to a treat without echo
departments and pronouns continue to
continue to tongue without imagination
west relates how many university translators
treat the translator’s invisibility without echo
to the new edition departments and programs
of soft clumsy giants this is arguable in his preface
kanye west relates how many university programs
imagine a soft clumsy giant ingrown in a mountain
as a linguistic brick rather than a humanity of fields
continue to treat the translator’s invisibility as a liability

O! Look! Delphinus Point and the Abandoned Lyre

Wikipedia Poem, No. 806

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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.

Intention is Design

Wikipedia Poem, No. 776

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calcu-later and hereby
its european people
already: then it

will it only
bloodied than twenty
since a renegotiation

open to arguments
at the nuclear
fuel for executive

seconomy free economy
hangs grounded hollowed
u.s. regional tuesday

refuel nationalist fervors
build once agreement
who told me

and then it
regionald approach decision
is capable war

will simply right
eyes closed ballast
disdained hollowed imposed

stupid something ton
childhood politics diplomacy
any legislative hanger

up at style
cocus or legitimate
understanding agencies alcohol

the modern notion
crucifix constitution poem
were a will

a critic’s own critic
a judge who
does not demeter

the most remarkable
thing about me
is i refuse

i cannot follow
the neat line
sky to wing

“It only took me 10 seconds to decide to take the picture then”

Wikipedia Poem, No. 698

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It only took me 10 seconds to decide to take the picture then image information and so high acutance results in sharp transition / transitions at an edge // and so high / acutance describes how quickly image information transitions at an edge and detail with clearly defined borders de borders early and easily defined / borders / transitions and so high acutance results in sharp transitions at an edge and detail with / clearly defined borders icky image sickly at an edge // and so high acutance results in sharp transition transitions at an / edge and / detail with clearly defined borders ion transitions at an edge and / so high / acutance results in sharp transitions and so high / acutance results in sharp transitions at an edge and so / high acutance describes how quickly / image informs and so high acutance describes how quickly image / at an edges and so high acutance results in sharp transition / high acutance results in sharp translation / transition and detail with clearly defined borders detail with clearly defined borders arp / transitions at an edge // and so high acutance results in sharp transition transitions at / an edge and so high acutance results in sharp transition translations of high acutance result in / sharp transition transitions at an edge and detail / with / clearly defined borders ambush transitions and so high acutance describes how quickly image informs at an edge and so high acutance describes how quickly image information transitions at / an edge and so high acutance results in sharp transition / transition results in sharp edges and so high acutance results in sharp / transition transition / transition at / an edge and detail with clearly defined borders ars de so high / acutance results / in sharp transitions at an edge and detail / with clearly defined borders ars in sharp transitions at an edge and so high acutance / describe how quickly images / inform an edge and so high acutance results / in sharp / transition transitions at an edge and so high acutance results / in sharp transition.

Wet Thoroughly with Product and Allow to Dry Without Wiping

Wikipedia Poem, No. 628

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“My mind is made up / of so many cuts / of meat.” David Tomas Martinez

survive this bridge
say nothing intrinsically 
unnecessary superfluous       and suppose 
that a poet who advises that little-better speak 
he whose role is it to enfeeble language speak 
a little looser 
better advised and thereby unnecessary 
and superfluous and superfluous        
and suppose as a poet who advises     
the deep-seated one day 
countess of deepseats thereby 
unnecessary unhelpful and superfluous but lawful
always within the arms of the law           
can a poet dance his sweet wine
therebys in all their wiggling forms within 
unintentionally unnecessary and helpful           
but how can a poet 
among his people's trusts 
become a poet-king? 

how can a poet-king 
who advised so        
damn unnecessarily
survive?

 

The Cardinals

Wikipedia Poem, No. 619

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      cedar's severe angels   
sing         out           boxy little songs 
sing a jumpsuited repair    man services holy
           angles sing holy logic       proofs with pencils     
rule         a jumpsuited repair man servicing boxy proofs 
with pencils neg       a jumpsuited      repair       man 
services a       jumpsuited repair         man 
servicing holy angles    sing      holy angles    sing 
a jumpsuited        repair          man servicing holy angles 
sing holy angles       sing out boxy little songs 
sing out boxy   little songs sing       a   jumpsuited   repair   man 
services holy angles             sing holy angels sing a       
jumpsuited repair      song servicing holy    angles   sing               
a jumpsuited repair         man servicing holy angles         sing     
holy angles       sing holy angels sing        boxy       little songs           
sing         a jumpsuited repair    man      servicing    
a jumpsuited repair man servicing boxy little songs   sing        logic       
proofs with pencils rule a jumpsuited repair man servicing boxy proofs 
with pencils ruling holy angles     sing straight
           holy angels sing holy           sing               
a jumpsuited      repair         man servicing our    boxy little songs       
sing    holy angles sing logic proofs    
   pencils rulers holy angles      each singing a jumpsuit 
repair man servicing a jumpsuited angle 
sing a jumpsuited little song       sing holy angles       
sing out fanatic proofs     with      pencils ruling holy angles       
a       cardinal   perched high in the        cedar's severe angles     
sing out boxy little    sing songs         a jumpsuited repair         
man services holy       angles sing holy angels           sing      
out boxy proofs      with pencil proof           rule holy angles