Dear Poets—

Wikipedia Poem, No. 870

saskatchewan, i have—by a mile—the heat of whirlwind
this whirlwind of what i know… after-time

gotta study and get on with all the whirlwind heat
this whirlwind of preparing for the heat of the best poems

published in saskatchewan o well and study video games
i have—by a meteor mile—the heat of this to do list: quit my hand

i briefly felt like a wonderful person
i really should be studying and felt wonderful

now that will hold my hand and
live in reputable american journals

i really fucked my to-do: quit my poet
i am a very secretly a fearful person

i am very more tame
when i stopped drinking i published

you know… no time gotta study it
i really should study for the heavy escape

no time gotta study for the best poet
i am very secretly fucked

my illusion felt wonderful
i really fucked me: quit my poet

i really should study for law school
i’m so scared — salty poet

i don’t want to step out of this
whirlwind of preparing and feel wonderful

now that i know i need to escape myself —
this radical being — in smoke

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

Ulee (After Visiting Dublin)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 804

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cumulus stalk
        dancing motes of grasshalms 
greek lemonade 
lonely kalamos 
reed whistle 
        of manchester or trinity

yet to have been made whole 
        somehow by countries
which had relapsed 
into appreciation those countries
halming the nasty english vocalature  

grass thatchwacked up and 
into the ol' english nose — achoo! such wind! — 
        which had like a holy cat o' whip 
        roughly experienced 
        that vampiric futurism 
least appreciated by the latin culmus, stalk great 
merely insofar as its industrial revolutionaries 
        plume up and out and into and over the city hollows
        wholly contained therein as a bauble
        for those who lash mercy's baetylus — speech 

your city 
        the wretched witch 
for other tongues of other men;
veteris ex nova
veteris veteris 
        veteris

 

Self-Service Self-Help Poem

Wikipedia Poem, No. 793

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I’m very suspicious of our inherited kinds of science, its masculist authority and righteous will to power and fixed meanings.” Carolee Schneemann

         financially except 
for 
    a lucky few poets 
         unlikely 
relationship to 
capitalism or perhaps 
  the moon

 

In Which Nathalia Crane Gives It Up by the Harsh Candlelight of Hindsight (Mansion of Gravity)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 791

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“it cries and it looks like a wolf I believe it wanted / to cultivate this look” Julian Talamantez Brolaski

out 
soon 
lava lane will 
       be her 
newspaper 
         poet off the 
mansion 
of 
          gravity mist and sing

         is profane 
of 
       nathalia's nathalia crane will be published all 
in what will be presented 
          that 
     has 
          ruin by a waterfall 

society hear ye of old 
love lane 
a cantatrice shade of 
author 
      courage was a kinsman 
to be counted off

— Brooklyn, Sept. 13, 1925

Michel Houellebecq Eating Dog Food (I Think You Misunderstand)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 790

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        a 
confronted will 
requires work you don't
bloody countravene ramadan 
also imagine an end

        a 
sand eel rather 
a mayor the same symbol 
lançon and his colleagues 
refer to bloody counterarguments

        a 
satirical shield 
like the hand 
of a childish painter

        a 
well dressed pedestrian boulevard 
endless positions drunk in a conflict 
we don't notice the tenderness of infinite 
complexity only memoir public life anger 

        coincidence
struggle remain loyal to my own teeth people 
too easily magazining their maps put this 
in verse or obits our greatest provocateur 
the murders and the murderers sculpted in 
slow orbits of fatty pork you ask for endless 
everything and walk into the ocean