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Thinking of Nelly Sachs
Here, sub-substance, I am a catatonic Signifier forgotten Like a lone flower pressed beneath the tangled Virtues of weeds Resigned to slumber’s slow death before the Signified in memory Suffers as distant meaning, hobbled By the unknowable absolute, Crumbles under the weight of being. Read more
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21st century imagists
The dissolution of Pound’s visage in the metro– Tears on a skinny unshaven cheek Read more
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Onoda
Onoda when you come down from the mountain the curious will gather to stare at you They will smell the rain in your hair And the forest on your flesh and Note with awe every blister and boil on your skin And how they bloom like a weary Constellation gathering around The center of your Read more
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La ponctualité du désespoir
La lumière s’élance En traversant les yeux dormants Pour que le feu Puisse s’indigner de nos caresses Ignorantes de la réalité en rêve. Et nous voici Au point de dissimuler les Cailloux sous nos pieds Comme des consonnes silencieuses, L’écume d’une langue terrestre Qui rudoie les lèvres De son écriture de peur. E. L. Read more
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3 Faults of thought
I The wind inches through the garden, Caterpillar halts To watch a moon-faced hibiscus Spit joy in the sun’s Passing face. II Dead season’s gift— The air something other than Blight When the jackrabbit whines For lack of root. III Beckoned by a siren’s hollow voice To the outer edge of a gleaming forest I Read more
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Letters to Li Po
Each step a slice of time Measuring constant farewells. The dirt I scuff, the grass I trample, When I fall they fall spreading out Around me indifferent and unharmed. ******************************** Unleavened thoughts despair the wandering wind, My life bathed in darkness so beautiful No clarity can deny. Ah, the rustle of sharp winds as they Read more
Umbriate Press Poetry 