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O! Look! Delphinus Point and the Abandoned Lyre
Wikipedia Poem, No. 806 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…
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Scraps for God
Wikipedia Poem, No. 718 mount ancient hard sounds from the coast of his way to be had life ended up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged up scrounged u
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I Think You’re Using That Word Incorrectly
Wikipedia Poem, No. 426 important instances mannied amongst old norse cannon another subjective occasion to sing expedience skalds far beyond what would be natural infomatic meaning like business cards where are my men and will it be natural to metaphor thus for our leader important men will intervene among basewords order arrives in skalds not…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 347
to quarter the weather hence quarter the hull of the ship a nautical order keeps weather a distant blip apart aloof a gage of windy thrusts keeps the quartered slip quartered further against the gage of rain from gagging grip
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“The Summer’s Over, Jack Spicer!” by Matthew Dickman
And Paris, France, is still Paris, France, though we’ve never been there together but might if life were a little longer and no one ever invented knives. I am crossing the bridge again and the city is behind me being rescued or being destroyed with a leaf on the end of a branch turning maple-syrup…
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what characters?what images?thenwhat emotions? & how that blanknessprojects, flickersonto the clean white wall. where? where is the heroism?(cocksure bravado of loss?the drowning sonsaltwater bites his lungshis inutile handbreaking the ocean’s lens? ooh, thereI’ve gone and given itaway—retreat!peel through the pteridophytaknee-high, back to skull-island. they’ll remember you if you tell themwho? what character? which image? emotion? and what will they…
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the details unremarkable but important everything visualmostly but alkali when you kiss it isn’t her mouth you taste but yourlisting now gently breath bowing outthere on the sea lost in labor what sense what’s lost and begs no leaving but for it time gales and there on the seafloor full of tidal sludge — green, grayhammering out…
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