Monthly Archives: August 2013

orgasm

orgasm is a flower blooming or dark ink suffusing, internal fireworks, spirits summoned by chants and incan- tations—ritual in the dark or any gas station bathroom and one of two things we have left for centuries from the sanctioned report, … Continue reading

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Two States of the Soul: T.S. Eliot & Seamus Heaney

My friend, the poet Kevin Dyer, just posted on Facebook a poem by Seamus Heaney, who died today. The poem was about the magic of County Clare, Ireland—the ocean, the lake, the wind, the swans. T.S. Eliot was by most … Continue reading

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shall we use our tongues

shall we use our tongues to prattle or rather to pray and to pray by which i mean to kiss

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✿ pull

the great beast of desire the black bull the wild boar that roots in the earth ecstatic with the odor of truffles the one they always spear in the stories let’s stay with and on and in it when i … Continue reading

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the pineapple has decided

the pineapple has decided to radiate its pineapple-ness outward in largening spheres and one has reached my nostrils which quiver and flare and flare again and i think of Martin Luther wrestling first with God and then the papacy to … Continue reading

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✿ on reading things i don’t understand

i’ll read your poetry i’ll read it and strain to enjoy it like a good boy takes his cod liver oil for i know some artful web of allusions must under- lie it—after all you’ve been published, those with artful … Continue reading

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don’t let deliberate

don’t let deliberate monkeys prostrate in protest against the bulwark of your monstrous heart notice instead the catastrophic flowers in their bright villainous jackets their alarming finery in radiant affront to all the holy gliding of the thin and dandified … Continue reading

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