Category Archives: Poetry

Tolstoy

Oh train the city Fences you in turns its back on you Cut through and through Blank warehouse walls and Stacks of flattened cars Clipped branches and artificial limbs Hypnotic somnambulist rhythm Awaken there to a station Tolstoy could die … Continue reading

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Chaos

Like showgirls on a night train Or a ranting actress in an indifferent play Chaos has come the Queen of the Mayhem I’m having a brainstorm, pet she says As the Monkeyshine Room falls Into beautiful lines about her quickly … Continue reading

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Veils

You may conceal yourself in a thousand forms, but, all-beloved one, I recognize you at once; you may cover yourself with magic veils, all-present one, I recognize you at once — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe  

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Orchard

Midnight Black Orchard The Entire Starry Universe Embroidered On The Cup Of Her Bra

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Summer’s End

Odd or Even Troubling The Disruptive/Seductive Principle/Principal Actress Consequently Concerning Her Turning The Burning Cigarette My way In a Demanding Motion Impassively Deflecting Our Immanent Ending

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Hell’s Loose In This Man’s Town

Supposing you come meet Satan He is not one but many people A red lipped hard eyed wanton A derelict believed to be insane from drink Someone who knows the devil really is A murderous bludgeon in determined hands No … Continue reading

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My favorite poems: Laura Kasischke

Losing Speed by Laura Kasischke When it’s over I’ll say. There were nice nights. Some of them taste like my whole life. Like the August night a neighbor paid me to dance on his picnic table. The Milky Way smeared … Continue reading

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Cry Blood

This is what you might call a classic case Element after element of mystery It’s juicy Wheels behind wheels a matter of vital interest She had been an honor student she had been very Popular and she had been physically … Continue reading

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Happy Birthday to Me!

Strangers en route — we behold ourselves And when our weary eyes meet they ask: What have you accomplished with your life? Be still! Be still! Stop all your wailing! — Georg Trakl

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Signs

To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow. All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means. – Walt Whitman

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