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Poems and Poetics: David Antin: 11 games for eleanor (previously unpublished) with a republished “note on David Antin”
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As the twentieth century fades out. It is as if nothing happened. Though those who lived it thought. That everything was happening. Enough to name a world for and a time. To hold it in your hand. Like the perfect mask of death. Wednesday, December 7, 2016. David Antin: 11 games for eleanor (previously unpublished) with a republished “note on David Antin”. You come into a strange room. As always you are afraid. You are afraid of. You will not stand under a tree when. It is raining or sit near a window.
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Poems and Poetics: Protecting Wirikuta: A Petition to the President of Mexico
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As the twentieth century fades out. It is as if nothing happened. Though those who lived it thought. That everything was happening. Enough to name a world for and a time. To hold it in your hand. Like the perfect mask of death. Saturday, December 3, 2011. Protecting Wirikuta: A Petition to the President of Mexico. GRUPO DE LOS CIEN INTERNACIONAL / GROUP OF 100. December 1, 2011. WRITERS AND ARTISTS ASK MEXICO’S PRESIDENT TO CANCEL MINING CONCESSIONS IN THE SACRED TERRITORY OF THE HUICHOL PEOPLE. The prob...
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Resume – Pure Energy Publishing
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HR Class of 1964 Class Notes
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Harvard-Radcliffe Class of 1964. Return to Home Page. If you would like to contribute a class note, to be published either here only or both here and. Click on the appropriate link below. Be sure to sign your note with your full name as you would want it reported with the note. (If the automatic message subjects Web Class Note or Harvard Magazine Class Note do not appear, please indicate in your message whether you want the note published in Harvard Magazine. As well as here.). By Elise Forbes Tripp.
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water in the fields. the wind pours down.: not sure what scrying is
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Water in the fields. the wind pours down. Heavens it's tasty, and expeditious. Monday, September 01, 2008. Not sure what scrying is. Devils as scrying device. Into the seas and rivers,. Pressed floodgates, coastiwde tides-. Cast them out so they spin. Like golden compass on dry sand,. Beached. cast them out. Into their never rest. hurling. Black and red in the dark against. Infinite space. cast them out. Cast them out dashed. Against the gates of time. Cast them out and over. There like red rover,.
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water in the fields. the wind pours down.: pregnant zombie nun run
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Water in the fields. the wind pours down. Heavens it's tasty, and expeditious. Wednesday, August 06, 2008. Pregnant zombie nun run. Success is counted sweetest. Take a look at these- hands-. Fluttering like moths against a light, with that same rat-a-tat-tat-tat,. No one expected a winner. From the onset i wore my face against the light like. One of those silhouettes:. Diamante pangs and hand-wrung tears-. A drag smile, mouth's filthy greasepaint and long false eyelashes,. I am the winner, , i won.
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water in the fields. the wind pours down.: September 2008
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Water in the fields. the wind pours down. Heavens it's tasty, and expeditious. Wednesday, September 17, 2008. Like i would be caught dead in georgia. I'd been riding all day,. Riding past the windows with their sales and engines,. The sad-voiced speakers touting tuberous wonders. Riding next to nothing with the bank clacked in it. Riding down the highway where. The shapes of chairs repeat like clack-clackerly,. Velveted, doused in musk and extrinsic tastes. Tied down with bows the size of mule sides.
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water in the fields. the wind pours down.: August 2007
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Water in the fields. the wind pours down. Heavens it's tasty, and expeditious. Monday, August 27, 2007. Things that germinate and burst through rock,. Growing, with red flowers. and how the rock. Holds them down. and how they turn faces. To the stars. and how the wind tastes. And how it is cold. and how the stars are nothing. But bright salts, chemistry in the sky. And how the night is a sheath. And i walk through it a knife. And how the knife is a heart. And how the heart is a beat. Gasping in the sun.
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water in the fields. the wind pours down.: like i would be caught dead in georgia
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Water in the fields. the wind pours down. Heavens it's tasty, and expeditious. Wednesday, September 17, 2008. Like i would be caught dead in georgia. I'd been riding all day,. Riding past the windows with their sales and engines,. The sad-voiced speakers touting tuberous wonders. Riding next to nothing with the bank clacked in it. Riding down the highway where. The shapes of chairs repeat like clack-clackerly,. Velveted, doused in musk and extrinsic tastes. Tied down with bows the size of mule sides.
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