Monthly Archives: February 2006

Baudelaire predicts Bush!

..a pitiless righteousness, a righteousness that will condemn everything except money… When that time comes anything that resembles virtue – nay, anything but ardent devotion to Plutus – will be regarded as vastly ridiculous. Justice – if, in this unfortunate … Continue reading

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Heather Astarte

Heather Astarte   Skipping up to the porch With her sly slink and swagger Heather Astarte the sex termagant Long etiolating light in the head Lit up like a star shell In the warmth of a fever Such eyes when … Continue reading

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Cogent!

Check out this remarkably cogent piece from a U of M professor:     http://www.metrotimes.com/editorial/story.asp?id=8917

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hopeless

Hopeless Even the golden daughter is hopeless Despite her combination of grace and speed Even the golden daughter even in shorts is hopeless Can this be what the world is looking for? Even the golden daughter even in shorts Even … Continue reading

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From a Hynagogic Journal, Pt. 8

But, just when the magnetic attraction between us was at its height, she pulled back, quite consciously, with a start, as if forcing herself awake. Well, she said flippantly, quickly regaining her composure. I’d better go. Can’t let you get … Continue reading

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Baudelaire/Rilke

Souls of those I have loved, souls of those I have sung, strengthen me, support me, rid me of lies and the corrupting vapours of the world; and you, O Lord God, grant me the grace to produce a few … Continue reading

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Mouths of Dead Horses

Mouths of Dead Horses   In the dead of winter We buried horses under the snow   I passed you with Dirt under my fingernails And cold blood on my coat – I thought you saw   Sometimes it gave … Continue reading

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Persephone

Persephone   Be kind to her She is willing to grow complete Cultured in mourning She knows perfection is only too close One bloody perfect moment After which there is no other   Nimble Swept in far descent Wise Dear … Continue reading

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After Grace

After Grace   The night they smoked marijuana together Caroline and Stephanie in Monaco at the shore Grim as goddesses standing in the surf On the horizon a shining spherical envelope Metallic indistinct then quickly close Blue to green to … Continue reading

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From a hynagogic journal, part 7

"The artist is sexual because he goves forth emanations." — Otto Weininger So here goes….   At Pitt Prep Kathy had been at the center, the inner circle – cheerleader, gymnast, field hockey player, just the kind of cheerful, responsible, … Continue reading

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