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rain-swept

finny atoms, shivering as I write, and trumpets in the bones endorsing the season, taking aim and then missing damp desire, antsy anticipation at the core my town car vandalized by crows bleak drama of summer chill playing a slow … Continue reading

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Shadows of Hiroshima

you lie down in the artist’s trance translating your selves onto pavement assuming annihilation with coloured chalk you vaporize yourselves leaving reminders for the dawn sidewalks strewn with auras around the disappeared two-dimensional ghosts prostrate before invisible firestorms mundane activity … Continue reading

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Ghosts of War

I hear them gearing up for battle – old war-horses brought back to drill us with intemperate speech. Mothers and fathers, wives and children urged on to crowd the roadsides and cheer. We’re here again, but this time, mourning. Our … Continue reading

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Cadence #9

Are poems just cut-up sentences? Let’s look at the work of a poet who does precisely that. Philip Levine’s sixty-three line poem, Scouting, is composed of fourteen complete sentences which vary in their number of lines in the poem from … Continue reading

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The Other

we Others in their city are an and, a but, and a they these cities belong to their cars ready-made roads across meaning where we dwell in their afterthoughts in byways that once had the openness of villages the city … Continue reading

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The people’s avatar

This one-eyed jack, this pop-up, this joker This arrogator, this poor billionaire This matchstick to hard wood, this fire poker This bombastic firework flashing in air His flesh will fade since he’s simply mortal Brittle celebrity not withstanding His wife’s … Continue reading

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Dreaming of Trees

walking at night in the woods between my childhood home and the river fully awake and wondering, in a dream both strange and familiar particular trees reach out like lovers, breathing in their distinct rhythms rough skins pulsating with heat, … Continue reading

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