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The Dome of the Ascension
Whose grieued minds, which choler did englut Faerie Queene II.ii.23.5 I don’t think you can win it. G.W.B., August 30, 2004, referring to the “war on terror” Hail, Colossus, wrought in night, Brought into this earth’s Despite. Depths the Archons plummet through Gape beyond a human view. All is full of love that XPC Swallows […]
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In Memoriam Francis (translated by Jason Stumpf)
What Day is Today 1 Your second heart radiates shortly before the decline. A brief awakening, a breeze that returns from the other shore. One morning more that anticipates a long, long absence. Strings in an almost weightless body. To give the hand and to go loosening little by little, little by little, until it’s […]
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Dear Sean
My dear Sean, Animal smell in my nostrils, On my lips, tongue and face, a bright orange Durex Delicately perched on wasted deodorant cans And cardboard toilet roll holders Are the only signs of you in my life but for a vision I must tell you about now, visited upon me late today Of you, […]
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Advance (translated by Jason Stumpf)
Eras move inside me in a putrid weave. Magic water, ars, scald me, cure me: let the ever-lasting, ever-opened wound behind. Memory, in you, is a projector of enabling light, precise moment. At the peak of anguish and fever, a maternal breeze comforts, is living calm: wild tiger, it calls me, do not stop to […]
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Zach Barocas, contributor
Suggested Reading As I Lay Dying, fiction by William Faulkner An Assembly, poems by Norman Finkelstein Undanceable, poems by Merrill Gilfillan A Mystical Theology of the Limbic Fissure, poems by Peter O’Leary Sculpting in Time, prose by Andrey Tarkovsky A Wild Perfection: the Selected Letters of James Wright, by James Wright Suggested Listening Antlers CD, […]
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Logobiography
Letter will lead to letter. This you knew when first you spelled a word. Later to learn that a word can be a kind of madness leading only to another. Isn’t this what you knew when words first made a poem? (Unreasonable, vulnerable — until another word, like a visitation, scythed through.) * This you […]
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Refiner
How to make the fire speak? For which thing God enhanced him. Mosaics taken as beings themselves speak in signs of life. Fierce nomography, fiercer creamy mooneye, pour silver down to the dreamt roofline, to the shadow-hymn enhancer, echoey with umbral drones. It’s an image by tongue we get in Byzantium. It’s the inferencer’s earpiece, […]