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Wikipedia Poem, No. 91
forcing nowadays should still financial Highnessessity but practiced machinery But let us import thrust for this her purpose cliquestional jargon industry-histrionics exact vengeance, it is exploitation foreigner by the bargain Everyone day finger and the good plains of air means threat purpose This silent time on war situational melee technical binding seaport duties of tactical…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 75
breakfast outside When the poem asks every revise my reader To be just as great sat in the sculptors work Now Cézanne arm wrestles Celan A “kleenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in Phoenix”in…
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wikipedia poem, no. 37 [study of “The Raft of the Medusa” for a larger work]
ONE in the coast of the colony the diving ceremony and founding survivors 1816 Méduse first nights black bough of inept navigation and one Arguin General Doom bank of the towering above the text the Britains still promotion received on the Napoleonic Nymphe forced by the colonel Julien-Désiré Schmaltz Medusa the coast Africault’s softening 146…
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“To Giovanni da Pistoia When the Author Was Painting the Vault of the Sistine Chapel, 1509”
I have already grown a goiter in this drudgery— As water does to cats in Lombardy, Or in whatever other region it may be— Which forces my belly to hang under my chin. I feel my beard skyward, and memory On top of my coffer,and my chest like a harpy’s; And on my face all…
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“A Giovanni da Pistoia quando l’autore dipingeva la volta della Sistina, 1509”
I’ ho già fatto un gozzo in questo stento, come fa l’acqua a’ gatti in Lombardia o ver d’altro paese che si sia c’a forza ‘l ventre appicca sotto ‘l mento. La barba al cielo, e la memoria sento in sullo scrigno, e ‘l petto fo d’arpia, e ‘l pennel sopra ‘l viso tuttavia mel…
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wikipedia poem, no. 30 [Against the Dibble House]
the day in such a manMad art Curry had died it was on the Dibble House and from Thomas Hart down appeared if as a painting. Wood decided this was the spirit. Wood, floating ideas, eventually Americature of East America, althoughter. The man inside her inspirit Wood decaded a garage recruited to be recruited in…
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Feminist Poem for Marilyn Monroe
There are no photos of Marilyn Monroe Just images of her lovers Ed Clark not the once-young negro abstract expressionist Painted himself as Marilyn Bent at the hip, arched back in white Griffith Park her ass Some tribute her one must presume face ordered dilute Later as she lay back nude one hand dissolving at…
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warm /in/
the brutal dew crystallized crawlingwonders between heat lifeglaze all warm lightthis voicelong after deathlost /in/ witness what sublingual shadeby what bent recollectionunder which narrowed whothere of loveconcrete of for c.t., c.o.
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“Cy Twombly” from “Collected Prose of Charles Olson”
“Sculpture fled. And architecture has now run after. And for good reasons: that the round world (which it was their job to lead us to enjoy—to illuminate)—turned to rot. It had been treated cheap, not by these arts but by what makes arts: men. All the golden things, including the mean, got debased. Then everything…
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