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Give Them What They’re Begging For

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Give them what they’re begging for flashed across our shared surface the only way to describe collapsing lattice of lord i shall not encode work tirelessly everyday liberate brothers and sisters other eye ask questions o saint augustine who fears me notorious insidious libations more than my own manacles dig through me o gravity through sweat and steel leaps of fancy or window dressing in reality this is a lifestyle like goop or breathing describe oneself earnestly and stumble upon the doom in america alabaster eye of the internet i belabor intention remember the recursive nature of knighthood when i find a faultless clock in your dream even desirable in near dark of the world’s youngest shadow fucks up again when he fails to check under the congregant’s hedge fund manager for razor blades we shave some van goghs custard if you like yes they is always the audience.

‘Dream Song 238’ by John Berryman

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Henry’s Programme for God

“It was not gay, that life.” You can’t “make me small,”
you “can’t put me down” or take away my job
I am immune,
although it is not gay. Why did we come at all,
consonant to whose bidding? Perhaps God is a slob,
playful, vast, rough-hewn.

Perhaps God resembles one of the last etchings of Goya
& not Valesquez, never Rembrandt no.
Something disturbed,
ill-pleased, & with a touch of paranoia
who calls for this thud of love from his creatures-O.
Perhaps God ought to be curbed.

Not only on this planet, I admit; somewhere.
Our only resource is bleak denial or
anti-potent rage, both have been tried by our wisest. Who was it back there
who died unshriven, daring to see what more
could happen to a painter with such courage.

Source: Berryman, John, and Michael Hofmann. The Dream Songs , 2014, p. 257.

Between Her &

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between sky and slick

Reality takes shape in memory alone.

between only, slowly

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

between the fire

Not only is life mostly failure, but in one’s failure or pettiness or wrongness exists the living drama of the self.

between every once

The transaction is sealed; the matter is settled. I, God, have made my choice.

she didn’t mean to say

Plots are for dead people.

this ultraviolet correspondence

Then Jesus was led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the Devil.

she never thought

We’re only certain (“certain only”?) about what we don’t understand.

i loved her then

New Mexico State Gem

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What is your name? Never know. Hunched, picked off
a pair’a you—neither crow nor winch. A thing
god backlit in neon after blessing us with neon. And I
know what it means as a poet to carry this heavy basket—faint
mason, invisible stevedore, passage of time, neither good nor right.

I am fearful for firm and misunderstood things—
the spume, smiling inside the gargoyle, cultural forb—
they’re no different as carrion ghouls. Time
has done miserable things with light—he waves no
staff nor hauls no sack of turquoise shards. Quick!

He’s about to make a break for it. He’s about to windlass
Into the clouds, that one’s fancy. The crocodile climbs
many painted ladders. No weighted, pretty purple halos
ringing the eyes of these wordy wraiths—embrace
not knowing your name. I struggle to pull down the old crucifix.

Complicated, and of Uncertain Histories

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Charlie Chaplin and Jesus Christ in Natural Light
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At Capernaum

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Wikiedia Poem, No. 918

son of man
heals parallax herd
fulcrum’s law at capernaum
he opens the dog
displays parallelism

which is easier: thinking
like this fellow or talking
like that one? he’s blaspheming
what tortuous reason forgives
endless lodestar of night

always night always later
when jesus knew such large
numbers of followers yet night
yet diagnostic dark drinking
into it and walked through the people

hearts blaspheme who can forgive
the dog you love sheds love sheds
into you know them teach them
why does the paralyzed man
offer to heal the parallax herd

son of law
where is capernaum now?
the boldness of paralyzed men
the dog brought hearthbound
the crowd praised god

Liturgy

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 892

Safely
infested
through next week.

Dead, I could not
be allowed to move
when my rabbit ran away

it is usually a red dress that day.
When my leg went west.
The dead I could not say—

owned what a belief.
I could not say—so who
owns this chief relief. I could be.

I could be locked away but when they whisper
in a vest it’s usually addressed to the right, first place.
When my leg went west I could not say—
whoever owns it is usually underdressed.

Move when my rabbit runs away: It is
unusually in first place. When they are
so usable assume one of their lips looks away.


Source: Ruefle, Mary. “When Adults Talk”. Selected Poems. Seattle: Wave Books, 2011. Print.

‘is what it seems’ (Kevin Beasley)

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 884

Kevin Beasley, “Reunion” (2018), detail, now on view at the Whitney

is what it seems
designer british
stamps her stamp
panache textures
colors material
japan paris spring
artistic pain
paying homage
color direct material
texture wing
influence white
cutting kimonos infuse
graphic diagonal cuts
infuse strength
touch of glossy leather
and love
power grown
of pronounced shine
refined aplomb
celebration of shine
generous batwing accents
so elevated to
sophistication
sleek stirrup pants
level sidewalk
level day
level masterful coat
swashbuckling springs
an innate sense of line
deep dapper dramatically
cascading mix of black
striking bonded lace
juxtapositions crystal
crepe de chine
double-faced green
line of cashmere figuration

How Can I Experience Joy? (Examples of Baal)

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Wikipedia Poem, No. 850

god

the dumps the bible gives examples of baal one king ran away into his life one king ran away into his life one king asked god to the desert and asked video to the desert and asked god to the dump the bible gives examples of baal one king ran away to the dump the bible gives examples of baal one king ran away take him somewhere else so he just sent down the desert and asked god to take his life one king ran away the desert asked god never been born

what comes then? even during hardship? even during the bible can bring the blues so how do we god in the bible hardship comes? even in the midst of despair he also learned that studying the bible can bring the mist of despair he also learned to pray and howl job is encouraged that hardship comes? even in those men overcome the bible can bring hardship comes? even during the bible the bible can bring us joy and righteousness our lives again david wrote that

he won’t change he won’t change he won’t change he won’t he will always be there for you are who you it’s like there for you it’s like there for you are in this storm mind where you keep what makes him an incredible song by casting crowns praise you by casting crowns praise you in this storm in times of encouragement in the storm in times of encouragement in times of you it’s like you are there

to help you have a friend that you have to be alone do you and that friend struggle king we are simply not meant to be alone do you have friends to rest and help you have friends to rest and help him to have friends to have friends to help you have friends to rest and help us rest and help us to rest and help you and help you and help you have friends that you have friends to be alone do you have a christian friends to be alone do you have a christian friend to help him to rest and that you have a christian friends rest

make us happy ask forgiveness then for god for gods for god forgiveness is the issue you might be temporarily happy from possessions the center of real joy god’s bouquet for god’s forgiveness things or people but only christ is the issue you might be temporarily happy from possessions for god for god’s for gods for god’s forgiveness of things or people but only christ is the center of real joy o not dwell—do not dwell on past experiences our hurts our hurts

if you love time read you joy like only god can knowing words pray and your joy will be full you love you love yourself and you joy like only god can knowing you love your joy will help your new cell phone i guarantee it will be full of you love your joy will never bring yourself and ultimately know you joy like only god can knowing your joy will never bring you love yourself and ultimately knowing words pray and you put time into reading his word pray and yourself and ultimately knowing words pray