David Remnick

DR

Referential in a way John Ashbery could never be —
I’ve yet to read John Ashbery.

I’m at the ironbark dreaming,
Except I’m not; I’m ironstone.

The world will not let me
Say what I mean; or I

Come across
Weak, watered down

And cheap. I’m afraid to pay
For what I deserve; “Alright.

Honey, have a safe trip.
Yep, OK. Alright, the plan is airtight.”

Dear Poets

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I Think You’re Using That Word Incorrectly

Wikipedia Poem, No. 426

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“When I press summer dusks together, it is / a month of street accordions and sprinklers / laying the dust, small shadows running from me.” Derek Walcott

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 paddling but windblown
favored conventions factor by adverbs adjectives according           
to each compound to what 
would be

natural 
metaphors thus
laser-etch onto a cliff faced adverb         
and to which compound would he be characterized 

an enemy in what new word order     
adverb adjective noun to the fullest
skald of the law
contortion for your daily bread

old norse congeniality between two close-set compound eyes 
what word order
adverb adjective noun noun noun
each word (each an element of the compound 

what would be characterized as analytic language 
when synthetic languages subjected to the root       
of rot
words can in the

same facetious
conventions as rather old norse           
prefixes where old norse kennings tend taken to be    
interiors of fact

Three Poems

Dan Flavin

in me he is
sequestered and afeard
in the farmost
angle im
possible im
aginable
his back behind his back
the implication
of darkness
elsewhere is blood
red pitch
you see what you want
in the light

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Cy Twombly

250,000 plans planning has become
essential and numbers no matter
how abstract and this will always
be something we argue about
3 pomegranates in a ceramic
bowl the ruddy flesh the bitter
juice  with individual object
reality representative numb
ers are ours alone we are
alone and struggling to make
sense of it all we build num
bers 250,000 plot along the
x plain number angles in
order to drag ourselves down
like a tired drowning victim victim
who is the victim language sunless
here in gaeta we signify the n
umber with significant distan
ce in america we 3 split atoms
i must tell you about america

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David Hockney

i don’t want to know
what you know please
keep your hands where
i can see them clearly
those two haven’t fucked
in decades the old lady
and the man in the dated
brown suit moist tulips
between them
she doesn’t cross
her legs but they’re
locked up tighter
than the molten de
militarized zone be
tween north and south
korea and speaking of
those koreas what sort of
essential life lessons
has man that man
ever learned
from an art book
that art book

Wikipedia Poem, No. 375

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“What shall I do? not be Rich or Great, / Not to be courted and admir’d, / With Beauty blest, or Wit inspir’d, / Alas! these merit not my care and sweat, / These cannot my Ambition please, / My high born Soul shall never stoop to these; / But something I would be thats truly great / In’ts self, and not by vulgar estimate.” Mary Astell, 7 Jan. 1687

different weapons
     related to change 
     from a glance 

in oxford of one substance 
     hackensack whiteout  
     reported into gold  

altar holy dreg 
     trans
     mute 

learn more 
     helped sentences 
     for transform vs transmute

form from nature substance 
     without god no possession  
     day transmutes 

learn more 
     helped sentences 
     form from transmission 

was transformed 
     form nature selling different 
     hymnals change 

for transmutation apparent
     changes in appearance  
     without god no possession 

if equipment can transmute 
     transmute me into other 
     withouted objects

without god 
     no possession  
     apes appearance

“God’s Grandeur” by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1918)

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.


Wikipedia Poem, No. 179

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“four hundred years of ship-spread / jihad at first called / the Thirty Years War / buff coats and ships’ cannon / the Christian civil war / of worldwide estrangement” Les Murray

 

brothel
or doggerel
brothel wherever more

the alchemy of middle english
clumsiness sexual offenses—doggerel
and wherever more dog related

doggerel promises
as bad poetry as
unkempt premises

continued phrase dodging
discharges in typical male fashion
ancient times and “look up!”

dog killer like
middle english clumsiness
or the banal differences

of dice games
goods and services
a sixteenth century demigod

old church
slang imprisonment
for the offense

Wikipedia Poem, No. 84

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“Her job was to set the house in order.” Raymond Carver

Carver  
calm soda 
     and 
     chasing 
      to 
drink 
 50 year

blue-collections as critic
His 
fame 
  too wears 
      the luckiest 
          resortmen
 
        not having admirably come 
native writing
chronology 
of 
loneliness 

news of 
love “We Talk” limply in 
          a New York Time 
  of Review that 
        a poet a poetry is from the critical stomachs an envelope 
         with 
      two 

warm works in vitality of short starts 
  the fall of 
   poetry, waitress, so he 
        me to havoc in 
     a string of stories 
of Gabriel . . . . . . 
. . . 
        . . 
       . . 
        . . . 
  . . 
         . 
    . 

       the 
technique. 

So 
he 
  managed 
to Or 
his parents’ bed 
     a Nation of 
          still milkshakes artful but 
  sold 
Molly 
children collect

one aware 
touch 
of 
          a lifelong 
movie 

a collection of 
      story and Molly before 
       sitting book Reviews of 
      lung clasped offal and “felt-in” 
warm world 
where he wrote

      He backs 
         a vocabulary 
   stable with unspoiled with 
      whom he  
    betrayals but 
     remembrance

a story of 
        last looking too weary far 
    for

Sources: “The Poetry of Raymond Carver Makes a Leap to E-Books” New York Times, ret. 5/27/2015; “Raymond Carver 1938-1988” Poetry Foundation, ret. 5/27/2015; “Still Looking Out for Number One” by Raymond Carver, All of Us: The Collected Works of Raymond Carver; “A Tall Order” Raymond Carver,  Poetry Magazine, June 1986.