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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 clement morning: this week
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009. Tonight i finished my chapbook, "Buying Lube at Whole Foods." you can't buy a copy because i only made one, and it's my final project for my gender and performance studies class and will be in the hands of my professor (who is very very very very cool. Tomorrow. still, now i can say that i am the author of an original chapbook, kind of, i guess. I have a story in the new emerson review. Let's tell that story again! Pick up your * *free* * copy today. View my complete profile.
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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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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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a clement morning: the wind, again
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Tuesday, May 12, 2009. The wind, again. When i was a freshman i made this dashti out of an old coathanger, some scrounged supplies and a nazar bonjuk. for a while it chased the bad spirits away from my bedroom in my parents' house but i think it has really found its home here: at six o'clock the sun comes in and scatters jewels all over the walls of my new room. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am just ambivalent enough at life to be a committed blogger now i think maybe. View my complete profile.
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a clement morning: summer update
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Wednesday, July 1, 2009. This post is for my mother. she says i've been neglectful of this blog and since i privatized my twitter account she has even fewer things to do on the internet. hi mom! Miss you and home. please send cafe bustelo. Here's a close-up of the bug. i don't know what kind of bug it is except that it's exactly what i always imagined gregor samsa to look like in his transmogrified body. and doesn't his mother or gretchen pull one of his legs off? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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a poem a day for a year: soy nugget limerick
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A poem a day for a year. Wednesday, February 18, 2009. More paltry than poultry, without that bloodshot gloss-. Yet they taste like chicken, and i'm at a loss. Ok, ate pizza monday. whatever, was free). But oh, these are so good slathered in bbq sauce. Ewww i hate dining hall bbq sauce. last years was immeasurably superior. February 19, 2009 at 3:55 AM. 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.
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a clement morning: today i continue to exist in the universe
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Monday, April 27, 2009. Today i continue to exist in the universe. I climbed the hill to whole foods this afternoon but they didn't even have plantains, so i couldn't make tostones for the vegan food festival like i wanted to. what kind of organic grocery store doesn't have plantains? But i bought chanterelles, to cook tonight in olive oil, and an apology avocado. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am just ambivalent enough at life to be a committed blogger now i think maybe. View my complete profile.
