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a poem a day for a year: three limericks from modern british novel
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A poem a day for a year. Monday, February 2, 2009. Three limericks from modern british novel. Today's is the rich red of cabernet wine. Dotted with dollops of salt strained from brine. Furled and furrowed, each ruffle. Like a viennese truffle. And tied tight enough to halt passage of time. Humans are cruel by nature," says the girl over there,. Setting her jaw against the pastoral air. The tin-pail plash at tess's milking station. Echoes the melancholy of predestination:. Guy in green, nodding off.
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a poem a day for a year: why m. carries a nail file in her purse
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A poem a day for a year. Saturday, February 14, 2009. Why m carries a nail file in her purse. Once i was flying. I was flying in a plane eating yogurt. I was flying in a plane eating yogurt. It got on my pants. I was on a plane. Yogurt splat all over my pants. Her voice is as pretty as annie druyan's. My friends are rolling in a rocket ship. The sky is a crepuscular prepubescent and the city's so happy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Get more of us. Why m carries a nail file in her purse.
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a poem a day for a year: haikus from guest poets (originally because we thought jeremy was drunk on a floor somewhere in new york) (he was. but now it is my day anyway)
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A poem a day for a year. Sunday, February 8, 2009. Haikus from guest poets (originally because we thought jeremy was drunk on a floor somewhere in new york) (he was. but now it is my day anyway). Shoulda woulda coulda put a ring on it. I ask, you say no. You think you can find better. Oh silly boy, boo. That was dick, guy. Panty-toucher: i'm short, and. You get mildewed clothes. This one's about swing dancing and learning that i will probably always have to take the lead for the rest of my life.
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a poem a day for a year: hiatus
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A poem a day for a year. Friday, February 20, 2009. We are taking a short hiatus in order to unsnarl some kinks in our big, messy, busy lives. Haven't you noticed a decline in the quality of our writings in recent weeks? We will resume with day-counting, when we feel ready, as if nothing had happened. This is okay because we make the rules. Labels: not a poem. Whereever will I go for my daily dose of poetic ear tickling? February 21, 2009 at 6:14 PM. I will not let you forget! February 22, 2009 at 3:09 PM.
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the fruit bat sauvage: prometheus' daughter
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The fruit bat sauvage. Verbal and visual miscellany. Monday, December 15, 2008. As i crossed my legs. And watched ruin arise. Eyelashes bat easily,. Scaring moths from the fabric. Of your lungs, keeping me. In the cold i noticed my knees,. Crooked in the shadow of skirts. My blind hands, small and scared. Can't make fire from sandpaper,. Still shaken from the echo of locks. Down empty hallways,. Still bent to the angles of elbow. And hip, your jawbone's downward turn. Spread unapologetic on the pavement.
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the fruit bat sauvage: ballpoint
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The fruit bat sauvage. Verbal and visual miscellany. Tuesday, December 16, 2008. As i print letters. On water color paper. He strings veins and lungs. With flicks of the wrist. Now the canvas has a nervous system. Now i can see it beating, patient,. He and canvas shoulder. The vibrating weight of color:. Red, brazen, slick. And glaring, strokes like slaughter,. Under my hand, black ink. Settles quietly into off-white. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Here, there, everywhere. View my complete profile.
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the fruit bat sauvage: January 2009
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The fruit bat sauvage. Verbal and visual miscellany. Saturday, January 3, 2009. I cut out the embarrassing or otherwise irrelevant songs for the sake of concision and mass enjoyment (outtakes list anyone? Some of the songs might seem obvious, but I'm just bein' honest. I don't think the file comes out in order, but here's what you're in for:. 1 Cap'n Jazz - Basil's Kite. 2 Justice - Newjack. 3 Tokyo Police Club - In A Cave. 4 Sea Wolf - You're A Wolf. 5 Smart Went Crazy - Funny As In Funny Ha-Ha.
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a poem a day for a year: Personhood
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A poem a day for a year. Wednesday, February 11, 2009. With the Canadian geese. Into the dark blue. She'll be back next year. With earrings in her ears. And a penchant for pop. Jj i think you mean "penchant". February 11, 2009 at 6:04 PM. February 11, 2009 at 6:09 PM. So charmed by this poem. February 12, 2009 at 7:41 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Get more of us. Why m carries a nail file in her purse. Haikus from guest poets (originally because we tho. All I can do is write a haiku.
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the fruit bat sauvage: apropos
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The fruit bat sauvage. Verbal and visual miscellany. Tuesday, December 16, 2008. Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Here, there, everywhere. View my complete profile. A poem a day for a year. And this is what my brother does for fun.
