A Raspy, Screeching Hiss.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 814

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A piece the size of me. We float downstream’s surge. Suddenly to steep, rocky shore and up under the boat down the stream’s surface began. The hotel has provided a nice razor set. I see how far down a submarine. The pain: the trip was small, not powerful, contained in more capsizing. The weather side of me. We float felt unsure recollection, sand yawed, before capsizing. The stream at the purpose of me. Inexplicably the window, the stream’s surge. Suddenly my home barbwire. My hairline. It pitches, reaching out for plant stalk to tolerate the stream. The water. Dazed. Suddenly normalized.

‘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.

Laura Dern

Wikipedia Poem, No. 811

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        this year’s winner 
        and gators abound 
the toothy young 
scrapes out 
        the old 
        his time 
        often made drawing 
limited 
        drama 
the tails and fins 
but it's a rough look 
        book repainted his 
time
        only possession of very limited vision for poetry 
great at 
        a very young age 
scrape out his 
        time made drawing as 
        dead activities for poetry 
        great docs       de polaina y 
                                casqui que dan del año 
                                have that repainted colonial 
siphonophore menthol 
of 
        child 
        his family ragged edged flashbang

remain born strangle youth with beauty poems
to los and los 
strangles advertisment winner 
        award: 
i was born at a very young age 
remain carved-out and strangle beauty with youth poems

High Citrus

Wikipedia Poem, No. 810

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Your rejection is both expected as worn and terrifying. I’m an editor. I always saw people like you incorrect: In conversation I reference sours again and again. You played silent tunings at the gym, or like a woman before a mirror again — silent tunes. The gym, or women before mirrors, and again the silence tuned one’s physique, your physique, our physique, you do go to the quicksilver pool, don’t you, or woman around like a fox from the mirror? And again mercury silent. Tune it twice, we did — we? — maybe. At once sour, then terrifying, green rind, ground, further ground. Your poetry, the poetry of flight and forgetfulness, the publication in the pupil makes sense of what will your poetry publish at the corneal machine? Reach down, writhe. Ends up the word is try. Lappets and scanlines. I’m an editor. I always saw people in the people.

A Rapid, Nameless Impulse

Wikipedia Poem, No. 809

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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

Download this Free Zine about Appropriated Birds

Caskets is a 16-page zine about appropriation, hotdogs, death, America, war, gargantuan planes and microscopic birds. Please download, share, and distribute illegally in libraries, museums, squat houses and corporate gyms. Thank you, as always, for reading. More at wikipoem.org.

No Echo No Light (Sorted)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 808

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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

Trump Quote

Wikipedia Poem, No. 807

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industries are subsidizing industries are subsidy-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go barrier-free you want no barrier-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you want no barriers and you go tariff-free that’s not fair so you want no barriers and that would be the way you go tariff-free you learned at the way you have some cases where countries are subsidies because you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you go subsidy-free that’s not fair so you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free that’s not fair so you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you learned at the way you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you learned at the way you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you learned at the way you want a tariff-free you learned at the way you have some cases where countries are subsidies and you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go subsidies because you go barrier-free that’s the way you have some cases where countries are subsidies because you want a tariff-free you learned at the wharton school of finance i mean that’s the way you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you learned at the way you go tariff-free you go subsidizing industries are subsidy-free you have some cases where countries are subsidies because you learned at the way you go tariff-free you want no barrier-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you go tariff-free you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free that’s the ultimate the ultimate the way you go tariff-free you have some cases where countries are subsidy-free that’s the ultimate the wharton school of finance i mean that’s not fair so you want a tariff-free you want a tariff-free you have some cases where countries are subsidies

Holding Myself Accountable (after Alison Knowles’ ‘Identical Lunch’)

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five thousand dollar camera
         fixed in a tripod
same location every morning
ten years one photo

federal regulations
prohibit hanging
banners from the monument

a woman's long thin
fingers kneading eggs
into soft yellow clay

experience points
earned for being
mean to my readers

atmosphere of crime
try not to think of the poem
gasoline heat of torches

i hope
to level up
soon please god

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Alison Knowles at MoMA in 2011/Robert Caplin for The New York Times

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.