Tag: poems
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House of my face
House of my face Sun facing dormer of the brow Refuge of my mind’s Defenestrated tongue Rind hued fires rust windowglass eyes Sun facing dormer of the brow My gothic mind is not a house of divers sprites rare Queer squamous roundbacked delights live not there One ghost lives there alone
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Conflict
Did not sleep well last night Great din, gungaless, from the parlor Sherston’s mother communing with spirits Young Hamo dead at Gallipoli Did Eliott’s Aeschylus know him? Severely annotated copy of Goodbye To All That Melancholies of a fox-hunting man By war, Men harden Mars the sharpen Bard birther Mary Arden in Angland since Domesday.…
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Time
Minutes courting hours, men counting time Elaborate astronomical devices Saturnian monoliths, becogged, wrought of black iron and gold They say Time is running out Out of where? Frogs who when submerged in boiling water leap Content to languish in water brought slowly to boil Great fire of time burning us away Slow to start, our…
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Deep Assignments Run Through All Our Lives
Old Troy of the DMP Old Troy a ruin, a heap Middens where stood temples, among motionless flagless priapic poles Ropes pulled down the stone sword of Aries Broken on the broken flags A millennium of shards Stone flood spreading outward across the floor Across the world a milipedinous avatar of concrete twists itself Bookbinder…
Alchemisland 